Plenty of Nothing
Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to do nothing? It's one of those free days, a day different than a vacation day or a day where you are sick. Rather, it's an unexpected day, a day full of free time, time to do whatever --clean that room, finish that book, watch that video-- and all you really want to do is...nothing. As George Gershwin wrote in Porgy and Bess : I got plenty o' nuttin,' an nuttin's plenty for me. A day like that recently popped up for me and it found me puttering about, checking in on this, peeking at that, but overall really accomplishing nothing. No bills paid, no shows watched, no books read, just a lot of time wasted...only, it wasn't. That is, it felt as if I just needed that day of nothing. For by the end, there was nothing there, no relief, no guilt, just a day that had somehow passed and had seemingly encased me in Jell-o for a day and was now gone. There it was, and there it went. Strange, like a scene