I've been searching my room for the past hour, looking for the note that inspiration might have left behind saying they have stepped out for a bit, and will be back as soon as possible.
I promised myself that this time would be different, I actually think I might have had a dream about it. Now that I think about it, yup it was definitely a dream. When I pressed the create blog button, I had tonnes of ideas swarming in my head, you could say I had a months worth of ideas to blog about. BUT, this is me now................................................... (flat line) and THATS when I realize I was dreaming, I don't have an interesting story about what I ate today, or who is dating who in hollywood, or maybe even fashion do's and dont's.... as a matter of fact today what I do have is doughnut hole: Zero, Zilch, Nada.
But because I choose not to accept defeat, and maybe give inspiration a little more time to come back, I've decided to fill my page with nothing.... literally. So here is a poem I came across that speaks volumes about my debacle.
A poem about nothing
Just words to fill an empty page
No hidden meanings
No flowing words
Or rhyming sounds
Nothing to call it special
A poem doesn't have to mean something
After all it is only words.