Many of you were very kind after that last post, either leaving well-wishing comments or contacting me privately. I tend to be very cynical about social networking and online relationships but that cynicism has occasionally proven to be wrong and this was one of those instances. Thank you, sincerely, for your kindness.
It's funny, but shortly after that Monday post I got violently ill. Debilitating weakness, chills, body aches, fever, shortness of breath, explosive coughing. Misery, all around. Was my life somehow paralleling Kurtz's? Did my ego know no limit since this is not the second or even the third time I had compared myself to a famous literary character? It doesn't matter. I've decided that the way forward is not to wallow in this but to confront it swiftly, brutally and perhaps violently. There will be no more running.