Making My Way Back

I know--its been a long time before words graced this page. I can't even breathe a good, legitimate excuse. The prose appears in my head and I make a note. "I'll get bacl to that computer," I say. Days will pass and the prose might resurface, circling in my brain like butterflies. But my computers are still far away--on a cluttered desk in the reading room or in a leather laptop bag somewhere.