Withdrawn

I have no excuses for my absence. Well, maybe a few, but I don’t know if they really explain why I couldn’t spend ten minutes writing something out. I will try to convince you:

1. I was captured by aliens and taken away to another galaxy where tests were performed on my brain. It took only ten minutes time for them to document everything I know…

2. When I came round and saw that they had dropped me back in my flat in Brisbane I fell immediately into a black pit of despair. Here I met several aspiring poets, actors, and of course an endless number of teenagers. I spent several weeks in the pit; mulling around, attending interpretive dance performances in the rain, watching re-runs of reality tv sit-coms…

3.  One day I won a contest for the best film adaptation of the evolution of a grapefruit into a tadpole. The prize was of course a round trip ticket to the Lake of Swelling Happiness. Here I found an endless supply of brownies which filled my belly with sentiment and sent my heart swooping…

4. Unfortunately, the second round of the ticket brought me back to Dry Land. I had no choice but to pursue the odious task of sewing up a situation.

So, I am back now, but only in part. I left my better half in the lake.