I Retired. Now I’m Back.

But when he saw the crowds, he was moved with compassion toward them because they were harassed and scattered, like sheep without a shepherd. 

I retired. 

And now I’m back. 

I retired because I was sick and dying slowly and it all seemed to fit. 

I’m still sick. I’m still dying slowly. I’m even older than I was when I first poured the coffee on the fire, hung up my laptop and took it to the house.  But I’m feeling up to writing again, at least sporadically. 

I retired.

Now I’m back.