July 11, 2011 by Kim
It’s funny how a mind can be so overwhelmingly empty.
Right now, I sit, staring at the computer screen… right hand lazily pecking out this entry, left hand feeding my face a Skinny Cow ice cream cone.
If I’m gonna be a cow, hopefully I can be a skinny one.
My brain feels absolutely worthless at this minute. Nothing
I’ve got nothing.
I can feel my irritation rising as I struggle to put something together.
Yeah… I still got nothing.
Nothing is flowing, nothing is meshing, nothing is forming.
This “nothing” seems to be having a real good time.
Everything right now is too loud, too bright, too boisterous… but, damn, did that ice cream taste good. Too tasty?
I want desperately to just tunnel into this computer screen. There are thoughts lingering in my head, somewhere…
Yeah, still nothing.
I’ve got kids asking for snacks… Hubs irritated over half-done chores… The Beast whining and shaping his bone into a makeshift shiv
Every little sound is amplified. Every disturbance is like fingernails on a chalkboard. However, it is the extreme lack of “clickity clack” on my keyboard that makes me want to rest my forehead on the edge of the desk and stare at my feet.
and still nothing.