A scene at a vegan potluck I’m attending after a long while:
A cute, curly-haired young lady I just met: “Hey, so you have a blog, right?”
Me, confused, staring blankly at her: “Huhh… uh??”
“It’s called “donkey” something… no???” the girl persists, now with a tinge of uncertainty in her voice. She’s herself confused at my confusion.
“Huhh… yes, yes,” I mutter, still unable to believe my ears.
The thing is, yes, I *do* have a blog. And yes, it’s called “donkey” something. But… it’s been ages since I posted anything new there or shared a link on social media. And I have like 37 subscribers, almost all of them friends and acquaintances who I emotionally blackmailed (“threatened” would be a better word) into following me.