In a cold winter Nebraska, full of below zero temps, freezing rain, blustery winds, and snowy snow, it was easy to hibernate. It was easy to get tired of trudging through the muck and the grime as one snow blast melted away right before another pounded down. Tired of layering up to go into the office, tired of the wind making your face hurt, tired of almost falling on an icy sidewalk. So yeah, I have no qualms with having been a hermit for most of the winter, fireside. Not working too hard, not pushing it, not go-go-go. As the winter appears to be letting up, maybe you’ll see me around more. And maybe not, who knows.