"There's nothing," is a phrase I often type when I sit down to write these things, when my mind wanders in that moment before I've decided what to write (if I haven't yet come up with anything for that day).
But what does it mean? There's nothing to say, or do?
I attempt to look into my thoughts for meaning or some kind of story and the first thing it throws up is a defensive nihilism, as if my brain is a locked box with secrets it's loathe to reveal.
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