Nothing to write

You go to the tweeter, the reader. And there is nothing to read. There is nothing to read - it's almost nothing to write. Just nothing to write - this is for the hands and nothing to read - this is for the eyes. And there, and there - nothing of interest. Even the hand sink. And his eyes are closed. But it has nothing to do. There was nothing, but write - then something must be. Looking for more information occasions.

listen. Radio is the same - every fifteen minutes, some stupid news. An- no. music. And they have the same problem - nothing to say. You write nothing, and they even have nothing to say. And this is where you want to prove something to say, then you just have something to. And suddenly you realize that nothing. If it had something to say, there would be and what to write. And you have nothing to write, so that has nothing to say.

Then you come to the window and looking blankly at the street. Maybe someone will stumble and fall into a puddle. but there is no. Rain, people do not, rare cars go past without incident. And then they get into the scene - they have nothing to fall. For now, everything is fine cars. We drove by and went for. They do not care that what you write nothing. They have about their business. The more people do not care that you have nothing to even say. They are hiding from the rain. If only one beast appeared and slipped. but there is no. do nothing. E - me, even to do nothing. Write nothing, say nothing, nothing to hear, even now, and has nothing to do. Maybe eat?.

And what can write about breakfast, about how hard to get up in the morning, if later, went to. Why anyone is interested. Nothing interesting there is no. And since there is nothing interesting, then there is nothing to write. To say the truth, you can find a few words, if there is someone to listen. But there is nobody to listen to. So to say nothing - which is nothing to shake the air-. For myself, you can simply think of. Although we did not think about - what. Yesterday the whole day thinking about something, then that is something else. There were so many thoughts. I awoke in the morning and not think about what. As if the wind blew last thoughts. Or are you into hidden bedside tables. There is nothing good. Not going to write about is the fact that the left buttock itch. And time will not, then there is nothing to write.

Needless to write, nothing to say, nothing to think - well, that morning it is? .

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