There are times when I really feel like updating my blog yet no matter how much I try to squeeze a post out of my head, I hit dry spells and can't think of a word to write! What's even more frustrating is that trying to break through a blank screen happens on a day like today when I have plenty of free time to plan a post. Planning a post is, on the other hand, something I rarely do on this blog, but I usually have a topic in mind. Ah well, I guess this lack of inspiration may happen to great bloggers and great writers alike or so I am told. A friend once advised me to try reblogging an "evergreen" older post - something which I thought was sort of boring and meaningless.
After all today has been a boring Sunday so far. Alkis flew to Greece on Friday for his youngest niece's wedding. I wish I could go with him, but September marks the beginning of the new school year and I have so much work to do before lessons start on the 15th. I slept 9 hours in a row, which is very unlike me. When I got up, I fixed a huge breakfast and then wandered around for a while. I went for a walk , then had an espresso at one of the many cafes at Finicoudes Seafront while reading Edgar Allan Poe's To Helen - a poem celebrating the nurturing power of woman:
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfum'd sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the beauty of fair Greece,
And the grandeur of old Rome.