This post brought to you by a complete lack of desire to write this post.
Happy Day 18 of #100DaysofHannah and #100DaystoOffload y’all!
Two days in a row of not wanting to words – wow.
I would say this is a new record.
But I’m an introvert.
And have apparently just turned the words part of my brain off again.
I forget when I heard it, but somewhere, sometime I heard someone talking about the “nothing box.”
For those of you who have never heard this reference, it’s supposed to be the place where a guy goes in his mind and thinks about, well, nothing.
In the talk, which I believe was by a woman, she said that we, as women, have no understanding of the “nothing box” because our minds never tun off.
I love my nothing box.
It allows me to simply be in the moment – taking in my surroundings, living, breathing, existing.
Which isn’t to say that I don’t love when my mind is racing.
That’s glorious too.
But there’s something so peaceful about just letting it all go and thinking about.. nothing.
Question of the Day: Do you have a “nothing box”?
Challenge of the Day: Write a letter to someone!
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