Dear readers,
my girls,
who have stood with me,
through,
good times,
and,
bad,
through,
melt downs,
and,
giddy euphoria,
I want to apologise,
to all of you,
for my negative,
self-absorption,
of late.
I can offer many excuses,
but,
so what,
every body,
has problems,
and,
do you really want to read them?
I think not,
I’ve gathered this,
from some very kind,
and,
a little,
oblique,
comments,
from loved ones,
and,
friends.
I remember long ago,
probably,
the first year,
I was writing,
the blog,
feeling my way around,
I asked the question:
is the blog,
the modern diary?
I think of late,
I’ve been acting,
like blogging is,
cheaper,
than,
therapy,
it is but, still…
so….
back to books,
and,
observations,
of the world,
but,
dialling back on,
the navel gazing,
angst,
moroseness.
Less is more.
I used to be more,
fun,
admittedly,
sort of grouchy,
but,
this is ridiculous.
đŸ™‚
Mea culpa,
girls,
BB is sorry.
Later girls,
BB
