Back

Well, I’m back after my weekend break. I feel a little more energized after avoiding the PC for a whole weekend. I remember the time I once spent a week wearing underpants (due to a medical condition I don’t want to go into) and when I went back to wearing thongs, nothing felt right. It was as though I had my hips on backwards and my buttocks were six inches too high. I feel the same way now about the computer. The keyboard feels odd, as though the keys don’t quite lie right under my fingers. My brain can’t snag a good idea. It will clearly take me a day or two to get back into the habit of writing.

I wish I could report a weekend spent doing something outlandish, but I spent it hidden in a corner of the flat, reading a book that did me little good. It was a ‘bad book’ weekend, in that I deliberately had to choose a book that wouldn’t get me thinking. The only trouble with that is it has left my brain working on standby and I can’t get it going.