Nothing

Nothing comes to mind.

My thoughts are vacant, empty, bare.

The problem is not that I have nothing profound to say, but rather that I, frankly, have nothing to say at all.  The only thing that comes to mind is my lack of anything coming to mind.

But that is okay.

Hibernation and rest have their time.

It is in these moments that we experience life the fullest because we are neither trying to capture it nor process it with our thoughts. It is in these moments that we simply exist, and let life take us with it.

What do you do when you have nothing to write?

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About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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