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It has been a long time. 

If you care you must have wondered why that is the case. Where has K been? 

More importantly, what makes him come back? 

Depending upon how well you know the nincompoop, not in person, but through the tales, if you ever gave it a thought that is, you could say that it’s the diminishing creative juices and this is a desperate attempt to squeeze any remaining mojo, or may be it was a heart break and the heart has healed now, or may be the broken heart conjured up the tales and the inevitable has happened again. 

Does writing create a void or fill one?

It doesn’t matter. 

Who cares?

I'm back.