Sunday

What more can a Sunday cries for other than to read a book. I got my copy of The Eyre Affair as a bday gift and I'm pretty much dedicating my Sunday to it. Even well proposal takes the side line today.

I'm in Kuantan right now and I feel the need to write something here after leaving my blog unattended for about 2 months now. Very unlike me. Not to say I'm busy, but more like suddenly, I don't have a voice, no thoughts to be conveyed here. Until now, my stories were half written. I put a full stop not at an ending, but at mid-way. I can't seem to finish my story for some reason and why? I can't tell myself.

I have a few thoughts to share; some of which I even have titles for them, but I couldn't commit myself to writing them out! Sigh. One I hope I can finish writing is entitled "Local". The guess is all yours. Nevertheless, it is something I wish I can allow myself to explain. Not because it is condemning, but it is nurturing. Urgh, I need time to properly write it out. Please let me find more time in this world. Please please please...

p/s: I like my nails polished.