I hear your cries in the desert...

There isn't any good reason for the month-long blog hiatus.

May seems to have disappeared in a flurry of cycling, sleeping, smelling like curry, drinking wine professionally, lunch and coffee dates, birthday parties and orange juice. Not a bad way to lose a month.

I had a visitor, (who posts far more frequently than I do... so scroll down for his take on the center of the universe) and I had...uh well I don't exactly remember, but it seemed important at the time.

I'm hoping to get my act together in June. I will endeavor to establish more of a routine - writing, running, eating - and maybe this feeling of fragmentation due to centrifugal force will abate.