I missed yesterday's publishing deadline. I had it written in my head. I had every intention of putting those sentences down to paper, er, screen. And yet, it didn't happen. Why not?

'Cause I was busy. Busy living.

• Busy listening to the new record that finally arrived.

• Busy playing with my dog.

• Busy tying up some loose ends on an upcoming Substack article.

• Busy making headway on the book I said I'd finish a couple of weeks ago.

• Busy going on a date with my wife.

• Busy watching the amazing sunset, which up here is often a harbinger of an incoming storm.

• Busy watching said storm.

We're always told we need to get out and experience things if we're writing anything remotely interesting. So that's what I did. Besides, that sounds much better than saying the day simply got away from me.