In my case, however, running a blog is a matter of choice and not compulsion.
Between me and Atlas, there is a mutual appreciation of the sweats we sweat and the blood we bleed.
Gentlemen-thinking-along-the-same-line stuff, you know.
And we both agree, there comes a time when you ache for break
So Atlas shrugs – he confided to me that Ayn Rand once caught him in the act – and I take a sabbatical.
And if WADA is interested, here are my whereabouts.
I'm off to the sunnier climes of Cooch Behar for the rest of the month, recharging batteries before I return and hit back with vengeance.