Gone, and Fast Forgotten

I left my throne totally unoccupied these past four days and . . . nobody noticed:

Oh, wrong throne. That's the throne of the Ecumenical Patriarch of Constantinople. I must have mislaid my own.

I left under duress. I was suddenly stricken by a flu virus that hit me with the force of something like the walking pneumonia, boogie-woogie flu. The doctor immediately (Tuesday) put me in the hospital, where I stayed until today (Friday).

This pneumonia could flare up again if I don't get more sleep, so I'll to bed, to bed . . .