If my brother can write a soul-baring post at about 3 am local time I should damn well be able to get something down before midnight after having left my loyal fans ;) waiting for something like a week. Granted, that doesn't mean your going to get anything quite so good out of me.
Apologies for my apparent laziness. It has only involved a measure of laziness along with a souçon of business. But I'm here now. What have I got to say? I have been reminded this week, from within and without, that I may not be at exactly the point in life that I had imagined. When did I imagine this? Who knows? Is there a point (in life), to "get to"? I don't think it is quite that simple. Perhaps it is just that feeling of certain aspects either lacking or not getting the attention that they deserve. And with that musing, I will consider it closely with the advice of my pillow and leave you to pay the ice the attention that it so dearly deserves.