Something has happened to me recently that has chilled me to the bone. It troubles me. It disturbs me. It makes me question whether I’ve been possessed.
What is this, you ask?
I’ll tell you:
I’ve stopped hating Taylor Swift.
Allow me to explain.
Since she first burst onto the scene, Taylor Swift leaped to the top of famous people that annoy me. I thought her music was too bubblegum and all she did was sing about wanting to steal other people’s boyfriends. I was more old school in some of my musical tastes.