Nothing
Last night I was sitting in front of my computer for an hour and a half, trying to think of something to write. I actually wrote two paragraphs on two different topics but I deleted them because they weren’t going anywhere, and I dislike writing something that doesn’t go anywhere because reading something that doesn’t go anywhere is something I really dislike and I don’t want to be or do what I dislike.
Eventually, I gave up and went to bed because nothing came to me. I’d like to say that I woke up inspired with a great idea to share, but that didn’t happen. I still have nothing, which reminds me of the topic of my discussions with my adult students this week, which is doing nothing. I think I shouldn’t write about it because later today I will talk about it with one of my students, but the pressure to write is strong so it has to be done.
Going back to the topic, doing nothing, I think, means not doing anything like reading a book or watching TV. It means doing absolutely nothing, and it probably sounds like a waste of time but it, I and my students agree, is a good and important thing to do for your soul, body and mind. As the speaker of the TED talk “Cloudy with a chance of joy” said, “slowing down and being in the present, not thinking about what you’ve got to do and what you should have done, but just being here, letting your imagination lift from the everyday concerns down here and just being in the present, it’s good for you, and it’s good for the way you feel.”
The speaker probably never thought that his talk would be good for people in need of something to write, but there you go. I actually managed to go past two paragraphs and get to the end. I won’t say I’m happy with what I’ve written because it’s nothing but I am happy that it’s finally done.