Well, I suppose I’ve put off my triumphant return for long enough. Yes, I am alive, although there were days I was not quite certain of that diagnosis.

So . . . pneumonia. How fun is that? One little speck of bacteria can spoil a vacation; knock me off my exercise, healthy diet, and meditation habits; interrupt my work; and stop all progress in my writing. The only thing I have accomplished in the past two weeks is the discovery of new, louder, and more painful ways of coughing.

But enough about me, how are you?

Okay, enough about you.

Later on today, I’ll post some vacation photos. Tomorrow, probably, I’ll post my long-awaited analysis of England and Scotland.

Aren’t you lucky to have me? (Answer: yes.)