The Joy of Nothingness

There are days and then there are days. The former consists of endless worry, stress that has no end and no finite beginning, days that seem to stretch from the ascent of time and seem like will continue until judgement day, and then you have the later. Days that are relaxed. Days when all you have to worry about is the fact that you have nothing to worry about. Where you can have a lazy stroll through the wilderness staring at the trees or the nape of the horse, or walk down a quaint neighbourhood eating homemade chocolate covered pecans. A day that you spend sipping coffee out of a chipped mug and just talk with a friend about nothing in particular. Its those days, that make the experience of living seem real and the Joy of nothingness is felt and reveled in all its glory.