Blank.

It's a Sunday, my day to blog. There are actually a lot of good things to talk about, yet here I am, stumbling on topics and really out of good words. I don't know why. I've just scanned my blogspot and I've realized that I've been boring people into reading this. Admittedly, I'm not a good writer, though I love pouring my mind out into a blog-bowl. Writing is actually my outlet for any emotion I'm having, or any thought that's bugging me up. But, right now, I'm feeling and thinking blank. Not empty though.