Sorry friends. Having suffered for four years from chronic logic board fatigue syndrome, my apple ibook has fallen from the tree of grace and crashed into what I fear might be a final irreparable form. And while I’m tempted to claim myself a victim of abandonment on a keyboardess island of thought, the truth is that my train/plane/metro/bus/tram/car/foot pilgrimage from India to Austria to France to Belgium to Holland and back to France again has left me with little time to pause and catch a composition breath on any such hypothetically living laptop.
The last four months have felt like two years with six different lifetimes within (if that makes sense). And the task of composing a script to the epic charade of events, whilst still fumbling in the chaos of a final act, is proving itself an added item too many to juggle. So please pardon me for just a minute as I pull the curtain for a pause. I have just a few more time zones, continents and lives to traverse till I find myself, again, with the time, space and tools to share.