The Green Faerie.. makes the heart grow fonder..
or is that Absinthe??
Forgive me mother/father for I have sinned. It has been far too long since my last confession. And for my sins I'm prepared to self-flagellate from here well into eternity. (although I will do it my own special way, and with both hands... simultaneously).
This will be my penance. And don't I deserve it.
I have many excuses, none of which will mean anything to anyone, but they are and have been real, nascent even. An ever unfolding scenario of scenarios. And I couldn't even begin to explain. Even if I wanted too.
So I'm guessing what I really should do is carry on where I left off. As that's as good a place as any. Allow me please the weekend to recount my recent past. I can and will confess all by the weekends close.