When nothing turns something.

9.13.2004

Please exuse the thoughts that I am about to deploy. I am not a whiner, though I may appear to be one. That's my talent and I'm so good at it.

I am not in the mood to write. I have nothing to write. I have nothing to feed my mind (and your mind, at that).I have nothing to make your brain convulsions occupied. Most importantly, I have nothing to whine about--which is a big deal for me now.

If you think you have just read something that I wrote, congratulations! You have just been instantly knowledgable of reading Braille effortlessly. But how can you read Braille when you're not blind?! Is it like forgetting that you have amnesia and you're instanly cured of it?

How can my students whine about not being able to think of a topic in my essay writing class? I think I just made something out of nothing.

How do you quantify nothing?

And oh,did I just whine?