The mind is a blank slate. Someone, please, write on it! I have nothing intelligent to write about, but here I am typing away. Stupid, absurd, foolish. (All of the above, none of the above.)
There is, in everyone of us perhaps, the need to create something. Chaos is usually my weapon of choice. And that is what this blog is tonight. It is about nothing--and maybe that is more important that most of us know.
Nothing settles the mind. Nothing calms. Nothing becomes the goal. A total leaving of life behind. A chance to recoup peace. (What a cliche!) But one that is more imperative as this year moves through its seasons.
There is no reason for this attitude. It just is. We just move through our days with little purpose other than to make it to the evening.
Okay, enough is enough. Just get a grip and cheer up!
Philosophically and absurdly,
Pat
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