Lack fo updating. You know why? Busy is not the reason this time. Just being so reflective and trying to put the ups and downs around me as "private editions", lately. As usual, there have been so many important things, here and there. And of course, as usual, I continue to take reflective notes, but this time, I send them to a sanctum.
Building a sanctum? How does it sound amid our ubiquitous way of life? Weird, I bet. But it is a good news. For a writer, a hybernation period is as crucial as the creativity peak. So, here I am...in a sanctum with a promise: to reborn with a quality. Wish me a good luck.
It's December now, with the warm winter in front of my window, with the green leaves refuse to fall.