I really think that this is the most self-indulgent form of writing.
More so than in a journal. Because in this format, not only are you sharing personal thoughts, you also expect someone else to give a crap.
I just want you to know, dear reader, that I think you’re great. You have pretty eyes and a smile that gives my stomach a kick, but I have no expectations of you and I hope you have none of me. I expect that, like me, you’re just here because you’re either (a) procrastinating or (b) also up at 5 in the freaking morning. Let’s snuggle up and enable each other, shall we. Cup o’ tea?