It's over a year since I last posted on this blog, and reading my last posts, I'm disappointed to find that little seems to have changed. The tooth I chipped whilst grappling with icy pavements last year required attention again this morning. I still crave silence and more time. Surely something has changed? Or does my life just cycle slowly through the year, changing with the seasons (or semesters)?

It is a relief to be writing though. For a while I seemed able only to read. The usual post-semester slump, albeit a slump that that's been a little longer than most. But then last semester was tougher than most and I was more, and more deeply, exhausted. The next stage: to read, write and think.