I recently skipped work to attend my Grandfather's 90th (seeesh!) birthday. I'd been more involved when I was younger, but as work increased and my time waned, I found less and less willpower to travel north to visit my old folks.
I treasure my grandparents dearly, but it feels as though I'm never in the state to be fully immersed with them.
An empty space is definable as a space that contains nothing. Nothing itself is a contradiction. The absence of something, being nothing, is still inherently a something: it is an absence.
Empty space? Nah. We just haven't thought of anything different to put in there yet.
"Are you empty?, Lost?, Questioning yourself? Losing touch with the things that bind you to this reality?" Or are you just thinking at the moment about a later forethought event?
An empty space is definable as a space that contains nothing.
Nothing itself is a contradiction. The absence of something, being nothing, is still inherently a something: it is an absence.
Empty space? Nah. We just haven't thought of anything different to put in there yet.
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You should write a story based on stuff like that
There are a lot of great Spike storys. Maybe try yourself at reading one. They are very inspiring ♡
"Wym?, Frreal frreal?."
"Are you empty?, Lost?, Questioning yourself?
Losing touch with the things that bind you to this reality?"
Or are you just thinking at the moment about a later forethought event?
Nature abhors a vacuum.
Story of my life.
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Where can we read it?
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You already read it (see OP).
And here I thought this was gonna be a shout out... Shame.