The Praise of Solitude

Shit, no one writes comments in my blog. Well, it must be because there is nothing worthy left to write. Or it may be that the original thought has gone out of the window, or most likely, it is because I am profoundly uninteresting author. Surely, if I were famous, by wearing stiletto shoes or had been caught snogging Elton John, my blog would be swarming with entries.