Here’s the thing.
I could tell you the fact that I don’t write a column every week is because I’ve been so busy with other things that I have no time for plunking out my chronicles on a keyboard.
But if I took that stance, my nose would grow like Pinocchio’s.
Truth be told, I have loads of time to write—and more ideas and dreams and aspirations to write about than anyone can imagine.
Yet I admit that on a daily basis, I readily find countless other things to fill my time so there is none left in which to write.