I'm Suffering from Writer's Block!

As I begin this article at about 7.17am, the orangish rays of sunlight streamed at 5 o'clock through the sliding-glass gated door to form a light orangish iron grill pattern on the wall just in front of my PC desk. I'm trying to write a Happy post this morning.

But the day's mood is not positive. The conscious attempts to look for the glimmer of light at the nation's tunnel of political murkiness and darkness, caught in betweeen a languishing Chiaroscuro-ic quagmire of political sandiwara, however hard I peek, there is no ray of light ... NO, I don't see any flicker.

So I rock the brains,
I scan a recent TIME magazine I've set aside featuring Happpiness as its cover story, but Inspiration does not sally forth from within its covers (It's now 7.21am; today's papers have not been delivered yet, the guy arrives at about 8.30am and I have an early BreakFast appointment.)

Maybe I'm suffering the symptoms of a Writer's Block.:(0

So I put on my fav Faith Hill's CD,
listen to the tracks, like this the best
AT THIS MOMENT IN TIME
to lighten me up
to check the block:



If My Heart Had Wings

Sung by Faith Hill

(Lyrics by Annie Roboff, J. Fred Knobloch)


Damn these old wheels

Rolling too slow

I stare down this white line

With so far to go

Headlights keep coming

Loneliness humming along

Who poured this rain

Who made these clouds

I stare through this windshield

Thinking out loud

Time keeps on crawling

Love keeps on calling me home

I'd jump all these mountains and take to the skies

Sail through the heavens with stars in my eyes

If my heart had wings

I would fly to you and lie

Beside you as you dream

If my heart had wings

We both committed

We both agreed

You do what you have to to get what you need

Feeling you near me with so many miles in between

Lord, it ain't easy out here in the dark

To keep us together so far apart

If my heart had wings

I would fly to you and lie

Beside you as you dream

If my heart had wings

Stuck on this circle

Spinning around

Cut loose from this rope

That's tying me down

If my heart had wings

I would fly to you and lie

Beside you as you dream

If my

If my heart had wings

I would fly to you and lie

Beside you as you dream

If my heart had wings

PS: Inspired a little, my spirits uplifted, mGf and I adjourn for breakfast, to feed the body, I don't know about the state of my soul now. Maybe I'll continue with this post after -- a third continental breakfast? Rocking my brain even to decide on makan-makan at 7.37am Thursday morn ... the sun has brightened a wee bit, warming my still slightly cold body wrapped under a thick T-shirt. My appetite seems to stir with a growl, maybe this is a good sign? We'll see.

I'll overcome this block yet. Don't know aboout the country's as the cacophany of noises from within the PWTC last week seems to echo from other epi-centres. No, I cannot elaborate, for we're supposed to have a Politics-Free Party, remember?