I got back to reading and trying to get back to writing during the past few days. I've read quite a number of pages from this book that I started, and listed some topics that I have been wanting to write about since.
But this afternoon, my old-diary-turned-moleskin was staring in front of me for twenty-eight years and nothing came out of my mind to write about.
My blank slate of mind. I hope I can get back to writing more soon. I really wanted to. I miss writing as much as I miss reading.
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