Of late, I have been extremely run-down to the point of immobility. The cause of this agonizing lassitude is over concentration upon one thing. This is never a good idea. So I have decided that I should take a long break, a kind of sabbatical, even though I am not sticking to the regimented seven years. I need a break. Smythes, Sparrows, solitude and the minor brands of despair have been a bit too much, for too long.
But I shall still check in and post material I already have compiled. I'm not jumping ship: just moving my bed out of the bridge.