Dear Recursive Vortex,

I have not been attending to you as frequently these days. But don't you believe that I am no more that faithful friend of yours as I was a couple of weeks ago.

There must be a reason right?

So primarily, I have been lazy because I don't want my fingers numb from typing in this cold spell.

Moreover, and of course because of the same reason, my day has been restricted to getting out of the bed, eating, to the office, then back, eating again, and into the bed...cozy bed...warm bed.

Who dares to move out of the bed and onto the cold stricken computer? Somehow, courtesy my land lord, the breeze is free to roam about my lobby and it enjoys victimizing a lone blogger in the late night hours forcing him to retreat into the quilt. Unless I gift myself a laptop, you have to make good with these small absences of mine off and on.

But how long will this cold breeze last? Eventually, Earth will show its better half to the Sun god and warm its inhabitants accelerating and comforting the lives thereof.

The lone blogger is glad to be back in his chair.

As faithful as ever...