depth

it's been a while since i've written anything of substance. it's funny how my command of the english language has deteriorated just like that. it's not that i have nothing to write about - there are thoughts and ideas endlessly racing through my head. i just find it incredibly tough to translate them into words. my big problem is that i haven't been seriously reading. in fact the last time i read a proper book was last year, right before i came to the uk. and i wouldn't even consider it proper proper. it was the curious incident of the dog in the night-time. a good book, yes, but simple. and right before that while on my long holidays, i was reading terry pratchett, and, as difficult as it was, wuthering heights. those were the last non-medical books i had in hand. how sad is that? i used to read so much. my thoughts used to flow into (relatively) beautiful sentences without a struggle. now i can't even find the proper words when i write reflective pieces for my medical portfolio. and it's not like i have trouble reflecting. i always have exact ideas on what to write about. i just cannot find the words. all of a sudden i find it so difficult to be eloquent and expressive.

the holidays are almost here. i MUST start reading again. it's high time i stop sounding like an 8-year-old.