Sunday is a day I never like, especially Sunday afternoon. Before, to control my hollow blues, I used to listen to old songs from my younger years, revisiting my childhood reveries. I used to go to the beach in the summer, lying on the sand, contemplating the ocean waves in the distant. As you know, all these blurred, therapeutic, unspoken remedies cannot last forever. For sure, they help overcome some fear of the unknown. Certainly, they prepare the mind for yet another stressful work week, but the mere fact my solitude continues to be a recurrent factor, it proves my measures have been simply temporary. Now, I have found a way to permanently control my Sunday: writing. Writing gives me a sense of empowerment. It strengthens my mind, and Sunday—gloomy day—provides the best way to keep on writing. If you’re not a writer, you can try reading because it also brings a self-gratifying feeling of awe. My advice to fellow writers or anyone facing this same predicament: Try it!
Note: Ardain Isma is a novelist and editing manager at CSMS Magazine . He heads the Center for Strategic and Multicultural Studies. He also teaches Introduction to Research Studies at Embry Riddle University. To see his books, click here.
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