The bug is back

So, funny story...

Here I am, sitting at my computer, listening to various music, dancing and doing laundry in intermittent intervals, and - ooh! - i feel it!

The writing bug is back.

I have a lovely one line. I wonder if it will spawn a paragraph, a page, even - dare I say it? - a whole story.

"And so, Amy, the leaves are gone now, and so are the tourists. And so are you. I wonder when you'll be back?"

So do I, as-yet-non-existent Michael. So do I.

The bug is back, baby. The bug is back.