This is my last and only chance to write in February. And a leap year at that which won’t be back for another four. And I am thankful that I did not miss this opportunity. My absence here being a sign of my times.
February flu in. And flu out. Caught some flu end of January which led to my being diagnosed and being down with pneumonia. It has taken most of February to get out of and start building back some lung function capacity. And it might take a bit of March to aid that recovery process. While somehow managing to “do” critical work at work that kept the breadboxes full.
In that twinkle of an eye, February was gone. Which included yet another birthday with another year of life gone. But gone where I wonder and ponder to no end. Along with February winter too has gone. A mild winter at that which was welcome for a change, so at least there is hope in the air until we blink and we’re back to the next rapid cycle of seasons.
But hey. I am here today. In more ways than one, here metaphorically, here writing, and here alive. And an opportunity to live life. Salut to that!