Before you appears a young nobleman of the Middle Ages, between the ages of seven and fourteen, with an empty expression.
Actually, this post is a post to inform you that there will be no post in the accustomed place today. Now that you have read this post, you’ll probably respond that the above statement is just as true as the title. If you were looking for something deep or serious, you won’t find it today. This morning my sister and I were working on a book project, this evening we’re going to be at a concert she’s playing in, and in between I sort of forgot what day of the week it was. Now that the semester’s over, my days aren’t as structured as they used to be, and an absentminded writer is lost without a schedule to tell her what to do and where to be and (most importantly) when.