Indeed I am, and it is not just an empty phrase but actually something I can be happy to write here. Since I am already busy with clicheed phrases I'll drop another one: I had a brush with death.
About a month ago I had an accident which was as dramatic as it was stupid and avoidable. I had slept too little and my thoughts were somewhere else and then my train of thought got derailed and wrecked, decommissioned and melted down as scrapmetal.
I could write a lot about the specifics, but if I'm honest I can't. Not quite yet. After having suffered quite some serious head trauma and spending almost two weeks in unconscious oblivion I am still busy regaining all my mental and physical faculties and writing while staring at a screen still takes quite some concentration for me.
It is getting much better though.
Actually I am supposed to do this as a practice now as part of my recovery - getting used to computer use again.
Well, I missed fanfest which really really annoys me in retrospect. I broke some bones and my mind collapsed like a house of cards with the deck then being reshuffled and some cards hidden. Now I have to learn the conjurer's trick where you suddenly produce the vanished card from behind someones breast pocket or from behind their ear and eventually I will.
The first step will be to read all the stuff I have written and remember who my protagonists were.
Then, eventually, I hope to continue writing.
All I want to add at this point are my deepest and sincerest thanks to all the people who have worried about me and whose thoughts have been with me even at a time where I wasn't thinking at all about anything.
I guess now I really am a Sleeper who has awakened.
