Perhaps here, things will be different.
Writer’s Block? Or student life?
I still can’t seem to begin writing the McDonald’s Story I promised a few days (weeks?) ago. I can reconstitute the salient points of it but I can’t quite recapture the elegance of that short story. I wrote it locked up in my room, without food. Imagine that! Me without eating? I must have been delirious when I wrote that piece. I had no intent to make it humorous but it turned out well bathing in its absurdity. I’ll just write about it some other day. As for now I’ll just relax and complain about other things. Such as wonderful Manila traffic.
