Just one week back, I wrote about an ex who pointed out that my life seems to largely consist of a single recurring pattern: sleeplessness, illness, then the avid (drunken) pursuit of women.

And though, at the time, I maintained I was ‘mainly entrenched in avid (drunken) pursuit’, a week packed past bursting with train rides, business dinners, bar mitzvahs and funerals dragged me deeply enough into sleeplessness that I’m now nursing a spring-allergy-driven sinus infection.

Thanks to the miracles of modern antibiotics, however, I’m already on the upswing. Which means I should be, fortunately, back to avid (drunken) pursuit by the end of the week.