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!