I am doing nothing right now.
And while there are days in the recent past when I did not like the doing of nothing, because it was strange and foreign, today is not one of those days. Today I like the nothing. Today I love the nothing. Today, I want to walk off into the sunset barefoot on the beach with nothing, hand in hand, knowing I'm going to get lucky later.
Of course, nothing feels so great right now because I know that in two hours I will pick up Becky D in Long Beach and we will gloriously, and with much verbosity, do nothing together for the next 24 hours. Because, really, too much nothing by yourself is no fun at all. But after a few years of always something, even though this nothing stuff is still pretty weird, and I don't expect it to last for long because I'll do what I usually do and fill time with something, anything -- right now, for today, I'm kinda digging the nothing.
