I’d like to say that I have been doing something interesting but that would just be a lie. Over the last week, I have been looking for inspiration, motivation and illumination but keep encountering the cerebral equivalant of a 404 error page (”life not found”).

Even now my brain feels like the warm blooded mammalian equivalent of a soggy, three-day-old brussel sprout. I find myself increasingly resorting to despondent introspection that I can’t work through and can’t work out owing to a bronchial infection, a slightly pulled pectoral muscle, inflammed intercostals and a burdensome workload. Not to mention the ongoing saga with the insensitive emotional manipulations that have pervaded the otherwise serene bliss of my lair.

At times like this I miss the babbling inanities of the voices in my head.

Anyway, thanks to Briggy and Daisy for guest commenting while I was, erm, away. Whatever you’re on, I want some! Unless it’s doughnuts.