Take two

I don't think I can write everyday. Maybe once a week first. Then twice. Then every other day. Just to get back the habit. I'm so rusty.

How do I start? I've forgotten my writing style.

Today, started pretty much gloomy cause of the weather. Monsoon rains are here. Strengthen by a typhoon named after a fave artist. The Spurs lost to the Heat in what seems to be a rigged game. Workwise, I've progress a bit with  this weekend's rushings. I lost my momentum somewhere after eight pm. I also heard a news, which saddens me. But couldn't do anything but watched from the sidelines. I am after all a better observer. Today, too, I trying to close a book on a chapter (if only in my mind) that kept being  read over and over... told ten million times in a dozen versions about a proud blood I know. May it be so. Will try my hardest to be resolute about it. Good luck to me and the many things I wish to do!

For now, I'll stare at a blank card and a white box. Say extra prayers for me and you and  hope tomorrow the creative energy comes early and let me share her through the work I do.