Sunday.

Today is the last Sunday of the year.
I love the quietness of Sundays, which was a constant through my year.

I don’t know what to write or how to do it. I just want to do it.
I’ll start and I hope I can keep doing it throught the next year, even thought nobody reads me.
I remember it was easier for me to write some years ago, I don’t understand why I am kind of blocked now, but I guess the practice will make it easier.

If you experience this kind of blocked thing, how do you get rid of it?
I hope you have a good Sunday.

-Abbie.

Sunday.