Me? Addicted to ActiveRain? You have it all wrong....
I have cravings, yearnings, needs and desires,
and separation anxieties,
and healthy obsessions,
and irresistible urges,
and technicolor visions
and I mutter and mumble in my sleep
(When I CAN sleep through fragments of witty and enlightening blogographia coursing through my restless consciousness)...
You come out in the morning and see me at my desk with "QWERTY" and "ASDFG" and "ZXCVB" on my left cheek from passing out with my face on the keyboard,
You see that detached and distant stare that says, "This will make a great blog..." when I should be focused on hosing down the fire on the porch,
You can't lure me from the keyboard with a ribeye, baked potato, and a slab of apple pie,
I blog about Valentine's Day roses, and then run out for them,
You share news of your day, and in return I tell you about a few AR Blog comments I saw,
I deleted your sister's wedding photos from the memory card because I spotted a really great photo op for Wordless Wednesday,
I have priorities, so I finish and post last night's blog in the morning... In my jammies... B.C... Before Coffee,
The music is slow; the lights are low; your cheeks are aglow; and I say, "Whoa!!!!!!! I gotta finish this edit!"
...you say I'm addicted to ActiveRain? I say, "You have no evidence. Prove it!"