October

Sometimes I would read an article or essay or blog post and would think: "this is so beautifully written, I need start to write again", but sitting in front of empty page and not able to pour my heart out... 'cause there's not enough words.
Not enough in English or Russian, and something simple and very banal just doesn't seem right. All I do is leave it blank. Days, weeks go by and I'd start the same cycle again.