6: Writing

I made it to the pool today! And grocery shop.

I learned that a professor from my university had died, rather young. I didn't know him, but we crossed paths often in the corridors. Death is a bitch...

Day 6 is Writing. As a writer, this should have been easy. But I'm not writing at the moment. I can't. I'm not exactly blocked, just... Empty. I think my brain is laying fallow. A lone idea will pop up, then disappear. I want to write. But first, anyway, I have to finish a few things left on hold, like this article way overdue.