When nothing means something
If you’ve noticed, I usually get to post an article once a week. As if corresponding with my blog’s title, I only get to ‘ switch on ’ whatever it is that I’d be expressing on a Sun-day. Though, that’s not the case. It’s just that Sunday happens to be my respite from a week’s work. On some occasions, I get to write during holidays or while I’m on vacation leave. The time usually allows me to gather enough ideas to write about given the rest of the week to have accumulated eventualities worth sharing. There are times when views as potential subject seem to overflow yet bear out to be too overwhelming to even be put into words. As of the moment, I don't know what I'll write about... Bound to write about something, you ponder on some insight worth conveying. As blankness fills my mind, I thought about the irony there as ‘blank’ can actually fill up something. There you go, I thought I’d write about ‘nothing’. Nothing that realistically counters its conventional...