Toe in the Water

An Apology

An Apology

I decided that the blog was the best place to announce my cringing apology for my absence over the last four days. The blog has not had a post for a while and, if people miss my apology because they don’t read my blog, that seems fair retribution to me.

My craven excuse for absence is that I have been ill. Not quite at death’s door but it felt like it for a while. Like most things, it could be described as a bad cold or the flu, but I blame covid and its annoying habit of returning every now and again to annoy.

Anyway, the gist is that, when I feel like that, writing is beyond me. It’s hard to concentrate the mind when your body is leaking fluids at every orifice (love that word) and your belly is yelling in pain. I gave up without a fight and slept whenever I could.

So there you have it and now you know how easily WDC is abandoned by me when in the depths of debilitating illness. No sympathies required - I am recovered (mainly) now and have already written a poem of sorts for Express It In Eight this morning. And this little piece counts too, I guess.


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