I, Jibbles, am no longer isolated from humanity.
Call it a message from god. A holy epiphany so great it could have only come from a supreme being. So great, in fact, that it’s quite possible that a mind-control device is planted in the most vulnerable area of my melon-ish head, telling me what to do, and when to do it.
Right, so the spark of life-changing idea arrived on a Wednesday. I was standing, minding my own business, when the clouds cleared and I heard a voice.
“O, Jibbles,” it said, “create a blog. You could finally be recognized by the world. You could be unisolated. (I invented that word) Or, you could rot your life away “playing outside.”
I chose choice number 1.
And here I am.