Last week, the anniversary of my travel blog passed by unnoticed. I was too preoccupied with a writing block. Too preoccupied with winter depression. Now that I have noticed it, I've been thinking about my progress. I'm already back home, my infamous trip around the world over and yet I'm still in the midst of it. These days, I'm writing about travelling in Vietnam, in April of last year. I've fallen so far behind that I sometimes doubt if I can ever catch up. The past week, I could even sens...
