What do you write about when you're empty? not a depressing, a dreary, a crying empty. Just a sitting a wondering, a being. Not content, not needy, just neutral. When that spark eludes you, when the profound refuses to scream and scratch at the borders of the mind, What do you do? Maybe strike pen to page in defiance or just simply think, maybe go for a run, or simply drink. When you're neutral options are open, all open. When you're neutral, you're free.