My boss, who is a saint, it must be said, had a quiet word with me.
'You are', he said, 'very good at telling me that you're fine, the projects are fine, the deadlines are fine, everything is fine. But is it really?'.
Truth is, it's damned hard work feeling fine.
But I am, really.
And I'm working hard on being fine, so I don't seem to have any words to blog.
I've got a week off in July. I think I might go build a snowman, with my boys, on a mountain someplace.