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I’ve been drawing a serious blank for the last couple of days. Every time I write a few paragraphs, I feel like I’ve lost my way. I have absolutely no idea what point I’m trying to make.

Actually, I’m not too sure if I’ve just blocked or lazy. Probably a bit of both. I’ve been out of sorts because of work and the world around us. Nothing seems to be coming together, which is probably expected during this time. Nevertheless, I can’t help how I feel.

I don’t like to force myself to write. It’s not fair to my readers or myself. Forced writing never sounds good. So I simply didn’t write for a while.

Here I am again going on and on, not sure whether I’m getting to the point. I’m not even sure if I have a point. This is about the moment that I start deleting everything I’ve written.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be an easier day.