It’s not like there’s been a paucity of interesting and topical subject matter. Really, I have no excuse for not writing recently. Perhaps the general malaise, which has clouded my personal and professional life, is evincing itself in a third avenue. Maybe it’s this damn sinus infection that’s knocked me flat on my back for two weeks. In either scenario, I really have no excuse. I am sorry.
As I write, it’s grey and foggy outside. You could cut the melancholy with a knife. More than snow on Christmas morning or a sunny Memorial Day, today’s weather is so very, very appropriate. The maladies that have plagued my physical body appear to be symptomatic of condition affecting my entire being. I am vexed.
The fragility of friendship and family is a constant reminder of our ultimate isolation. People will always let you down, so wouldn’t it be best to never let them carry you? We die alone, let us then suffer alone.
Enough already. Stay tuned for new content and with any luck an even-keeled Rumrill.
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