One reason, I realised, why I have not been writing much is due to my exhaustion after work. I can't seem to stay up as late as before, and yet I work best in the quiet of the night, which is a pity more than anything.
Have been drifting between books, from poetry in W. B. Yeats's to fiction in Kawabata's "Palm-of-the-Hand Stories". Will try to read more poetry. Definitely.
And more movie-watching predicted in the coming weeks, for which the reason can't be more obvious.