A Year That Was

I was putting my socks on today and the thought fluttered into what I call my mind how “Exultations and Difficulties” is a year old this month. I don’t know exactly when the birthday is, because a deadly webworm alien being wiped the original site clean, and so I can’t check the date. So I’ve decided it’s tomorrow. Or the day after. One of those. I think why the thought occurred to me was I was idly wondering if I wanted to carry on doing this, or if I should pack my bags and go see some of the foreign world. I’d been cleaning the flat for an hour, and all sorts of things occur to you after a while, when the dust you’ve disturbed settles on your brain. Then I wondered how long I had been doing this, and that was when I realised it was a year. A whole interesting year, and it’s been a lot of fun. It has, and is.