It seems that I fell off the face of the earth, only to land on the other side of it. Oh dear, I fell head first, and my head is still stuck in the sand.

It's good to be 'home', as loosely defined a definition as there can be. I suppose this is 'home', just because most of my stuff actually resides here. But the weird thing is, I think I left my life somewhere else. Bugger.

No matter. Crossing the Equator is always fun...