I have some really excellent excuses for ignoring my blog, but in point of fact they are immaterial.
The only thing that actually matters is that I’m back, I’m writing, and I’m not, in fact, dead.
Insofar as I know at least. Who can really say if this is the real life (is this just fantasy) or if it’s an illusion put forth by the afterlife to torment us with the idea that someone, somewhere, might be listening?
Illusion or no, I intend to give better attention to this bloody thing.