I am yet not departed. Actually, I’m not even sick, except perhaps, mentally. But I do struggle. With unimaginable loads of work, preventing me from blogging, twittering, facebooking – or leading a life of my own at all, truth be told.
For the better of a fortnight I’ve been my clients’ exclusive property 24/7, and am likely to remain so for most of summer, amid our family’s move from the Oslo region to the west coast.
I’m terribly sorry for late responses on comments, tweets, private emails and what have you, but can assure you that I’m very much alive, kicking and up and about.
Please forgive the absence, for the duration of I don’t know exactly how many assignments.
As for the rest of you: Enjoy summer (even if it pours down in these parts).
P.S. Some probably would have written something along the lines of Rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated, so I won’t. What is it with that phrase anyway? Do we think we introduce our readers to great wit by recycling it ad nauseam?
