No, I wasn't critically ill or otherwise institutionalized (any more than usual). Thank you for asking.
My absence -- for the one reader that continues to show interest here -- was due to a not-unexpected increase in workload that has momentarily subsided. It will pick up again later this afternoon, I'm sure. As you know, frankly, I don't care whether anyone reads this or not; I'm not getting paid for it in any way. But, I miss the writing. Turns out that writing -- and getting better at it (I hope), which is my main purpose here -- is like exercising at the gym or with the aerobics class. It's habitual and addictive in its own way. Anyone who has regularly run, pressed iron, or done aerobics knows that the first day away is difficult because you feel like you're missing out -- you're guilty and physically unsatisfied. Day two in a row is also difficult yet sort of easy in a guilty-pleasure kind of way. The thrid day is definitely easy, and so it goes . . . until you've put on a little roll and just don't feel right again. Then you get back and remember why it was you were doing it all in the first place.
That's what this little blog is, and it's time to start working off the vacation weight.
Posted by Grayson at November 16, 2005 07:49 AM