Reading through my old tweets makes me think that perhaps I'm not as brain dead as I sometimes believe. What is clear is that ill health does take a toll. Much of that toll is in terms of the energy to do things. Composing something within Twitter's 140 character limit, while some times frustrating in its brevity is often doable within my energy ration. Writing anything more substantial seems to take on the characteristics of attempt to climb Everest.
I hope at some point to have recovered enough to make some sense or get some insight in to what my experience over the last three years or so means to being human. For the moment all I can say is that I am still hopeful that my energy levels will rise and that instead of the blank spaces that have come to characterise this blog we will have words, lots of words and that some of them may mean something to you.