I’ve got nothing for you this week, folks. I’ve sat for hours now waiting for it to come, a story or an insight or some kind of offering. I tried coffee. I tried tea. Dozens of scouts marched off into the wilderness one by one, searching for the trail, but none of them found it. Nothing came back, nothing, nothing, again and again, and I only just now realized that perhaps nothing is what I’ve been waiting for.
So, I hope there is a small little something for you in this nothing. For me, it’s the thought that sometimes nothing is enough.