So, I’ve been off doing wild and wonderful things, you are sure. I’ve been travelling the world in my hydrogen powered jet, schmoozing with the world’s leaders (you know, the oil barons…) and talking about high finance. Or, is it that I’ve been on a secret mission so top secret that I couldn’t even surface long enough to write about something, for fear of losing my anonymity. You think, maybe Corey was abducted by the same aliens that took John away for a long time.
Sadly, no. I’ve been doing the same-o same-o since the last time I wrote anything. I’ve fallen into the trap that hari has, on occasion. Like he has, I’m going to ask about it. Do you get periods where you just don’t really feel like doing anything? Do you stop writing? Apparently, I do.
What do you think?
