There comes a time in every blog when the writer just doesn't feel like blogging. Someone like Yellow Dog Granny who commits to an obligation to blogs on a schedule must, at times, come to hate her blog.
Anyway, I took a hiatus – I just felt like I had nothing to say and had rather be reading and vegetating in front of the TV.
But we all, for the most part, come back. It is the need to write and be read –and collaterally express or opinions.
So here I sit, drinking tea and eating a piece of burnt toast (when it’s brown it’s cooking and when it is black it’s done) and banging out some drivel that somehow satisfies a need of my ego.