@dropout 4 June 2022 more from that month

Ramblings It was blinking at me. I couldn't estimate how many milliseconds with each blink of the thing. And I couldn't write. Last night, I didn't force myself anymore. I was exhausted. I was tired and I was so sleepy. I wouldn't want to let sleep run away as it so often does when I do not take advantage of it. So I slept last night. Today, I woke up feeling refreshed and I guess I can write again. Though I don't have a topic at hand. So I just write freely. It's past noon. I am thinking of a nice pizza, and a cold cup of pepsi. But I don't feel like eating. Even though I am in the mood. I am having mixed feelings. Maybe I should just relax and fast a little. I am not hungry anyway and I am not in a busy day. I am done with my laundry. Hoping it wouldn't rain a lot sooner. I thought of writing. But then this is all I could manage for now. I have had a few topics yesterday, but they were gone from my mind. And they haven't decided to return. I was racking my brain so hard this morning to recall what I was hoping to write the previous day but I was just frustrated. Morning passed and here I am, having all the liberty of the hour to write. I wrote quite a few titles, but I couldn't take them on. It is so ironic. When I am in dark times, I have tons of things to write about. But when I am in a normal phase of life, I get emptied out no matter how romantic it is to write at this time. I couldn't even write poetry. No politics either. I am torn between this and that. I couldn't stand on a certain policy and it is not my thing taking on social issues. Maybe, I should just get back to my pizza thoughts and see how I can eat it. Would it be with others or will eat alone after ordering. ***Lead image from Unsplash***