I hope you’ve been happily following my story of riding the WYBDR. You might have noticed I haven’t posted for a week. (Or you might not, I’ve no idea how much my writing affects anything.)
The absence of posts came from mundane problems. I was traveling (without my computer as I often do) when my vehicle broke down. I wound up cooling my jets at a hotel for a bit while the vehicle was managed.
This, I think, was a huge blessing. I’d picked up a cold just before my brief little mechanical Waterloo. With my wings clipped and no laptop (thus being “off-grid” in the center of a city), I was forced to do nothing but sleep. What cures a cold best? Time and sleep. Whether by chance or fortune, I was granted (forced?) time to heal. I’m almost (but not quite) back to firing on all cylinders.
The delay puts me behind on my WYBDR story, but that’s perhaps fortunate too. The election “season” is slowly inching through the lower intestine of our jangled and mismanaged society. Whatever is excreted on the head of the populace will happen regardless of my little blog. No matter what happens, one portion of society or another is going to lose their shit. They’re likely to behave like toddlers in the cereal isle and I’m sure you find that as unpleasant as I do.
The best I can offer a distraction. I’ve been typing about deserts in Wyoming rather than comment on Clownworld. It’s a small respite from the maelstrom, and I often fall off the bandwagon, but I have good intent. That’s the best I can do. I hope it helps.
In the meantime, the story I didn’t type while moldering in an overpriced hotel room won’t write itself. I’ll get it done soon but I’m not sure when. Given what next week might turn into, my story might hit the ‘net in the middle of even more national hysteria… the likes of which we’ve endured since long enough ago it’s hard to remember. My earnest little story might be missed like a fart in a windstorm. But, I’m trying.
Thanks for your patience.
Thank you. Yes I have been following, and enjoying greatly.
As the Rolling Stones once said, you can’t always get what you want, but sometimes you get what you need.
Will be looking forward to more on your bike trip when you can.
About 12 years ago, my wife had a surgery in a distant town. The day after surgery, she was required to follow-up with the doctor in five days. She was pretty much bed ridden, only getting out to go to restroom.
Those five days were the most peaceful vacation I ever had. I left the room to retrieve meals for us and that was it. I took several books and had a chance to read them at my leisure. We came back very content.
I’ve also enjoyed your descriptions of your travels experiences. Thank You for that.
Missed getting the updates, so thanks. Been following since the start.