Missing Prose.
Sometimes things just happen and time runs away.
The things we mean to do
we cant find time to do
and the things we have to do come first.
Sometimes things just get lost amongst the hundreds of other things we have to do.
Sometimes we just have no excuse.
I have no excuse, except for any of the above.
For a while I forgot my love of Prose.
Carried away by other writings, other things to put down on paper,
Things to present, other stories to tell.
Sorry I have been away,
pleased to be back.
A new chapter, dare I say!
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