It has been six months... no, about seven, close to eight months since I've last written. But do not think that I forgot you, oh friends.

You have forgotten, haven't you? I wag my finger sir/madam.

I have not left, but rather I played the part of a striking poet. Leaving my work and hiding behind the shrubbery, poised and ready to launch myself into a brief, but thoroughly complete explanation of what I was feeling at the moment to the passers-by who happen to glance at some wall scrawlings they undoubtedly thought were only mere graffiti.

No, I haven't really don't that either, I'm afraid.

I've just been working and working some more. Living a life I half chose, half had thrust upon me. As I assume you all are doing as well. I could not say for certain if anyone would ever read this. I may only be speaking to myself. And if that is the case, I would like to remind me that you are looking quite good today and should keep up the good work.

Anyway, update! I am an anarchist. I'm afraid religion is far too personal. I treat my personal beliefs like my underwear size. (I rarely tell people, is what I mean.)

So, there you have it, my friends, my recent life happenings. The condensed version.

Sincerely, Peter