The Palimpsest of David

I could make lots of excuses - but why bother. 

 I’ve been sick these last 2 days - and it’s only just beginning.  

In other words, these writings will be ‘spotty’ - like just a quick jot or something before I head off to bed again. 

 I really don’t feel well enough to be sitting here - but this counts as a writing because I am here - present - on the page - and recording a moment, no matter how insignificant it may seem - it is still a moment of my life - and that counts enormously - with no sense of ego - life is life - and mine too, minimal though it be, is still very much worth living.

Thank you.

And.

Good Night.

(Oh! I don’t feel well…)