Morning..
Day 36
Tuesday, day Thirty Six of my countdown, two days were my soul and spirit gauge was low, no lovely words has touch my thoughts to flow in. everything was an empty space. Though, I’ve been tried so many times to write and just jotting down nonsense words, but it ends up nothing. Not a bit of an ink has been wasted.
I have had hardly pressed myself to unleashed my deeper thoughts that somehow I would found one idea that it could help me brought back my initiative to write my daily journal at my word processor, but there was no results are about to write in.
Everything was a blank space. even my heart its felt emptiness.
I can’t say anything..
My mood: 7.0/10
Day 36
Tuesday, day Thirty Six of my countdown, two days were my soul and spirit gauge was low, no lovely words has touch my thoughts to flow in. everything was an empty space. Though, I’ve been tried so many times to write and just jotting down nonsense words, but it ends up nothing. Not a bit of an ink has been wasted.
Everything was a blank space. even my heart its felt emptiness.
I can’t say anything..
My mood: 7.0/10
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