Every day of the week gone by, and today’s still not here. While tomorrow is but a dream and nobody knows which way it lies.
This is a preemptive strike on the inevitable blog post about nothing in particular. Some years back I would email my writings to friends, and sometimes they would reply. Then that stopped, and we’re still busy battling on who stopped first to write any more. Inevitably, they disappear into the horizon moving ever further away. Maybe I should tell them that I have a personal website/weblog, but you can lead a horse to water but you cannot make it drink.
_this post is a work in progess_