Today, my health is a little under the weather, my thoughts are nowhere to be found, and yet… here I am, loyal to this page, writing about nothing. Ideas? On a permanent coffee break. Creativity? Out on an extended vacation. Me? Staring at a blank page like it personally offended me.
I tried bribing my brain with coffee but it did not work.The page just sat there,blank, silently judging me. So I thought, why fight it? If my thoughts won’t show up, I’ll at least keep my fingers busy.
Somehow, writing about nothing feels… something. So cheers to under-the-weather days, rebellious thoughts, and a loyalty that refuses to quit because even when life gives you blanks, you can still fill a page.
And if today brain is on vacation, tomorrow I will probably send a postcard.
And if my brain returns, I’ll ask for receipts for all the fun it had without me.
Blessmesai 