Wandering - as I do so frequently - about my mind, I noticed how much of it was empty.
Really? Why so surprised? - I hear you ask
Ha ha - I reply
But this was a different kind of empty. Not the usual looking out the window empty, but a void, something was missing. I was already in a roaming mood, so I decided to wander some more, see if I could find any clues.
I found the usual hot spots still in-tacked, the computer game hub, the gadget lust center and the mammary gland appreciation gallery. But the void seemed important, I could feel its emptiness scratches at the edges yet was clueless as to what it could be.
I roamed some more - deeper this time - I see places that I have not visited for a while, not all good, but most bring a smile to my face. I see people and places from my past, they are dull and fuzzy as they bide their time in comfy memory pods, just waiting on the appropriate trigger to make them sparkle again. I love this place, so many pods, cushioning my life, a testament to my journey.
Still clueless, I went back to the present to give the void a long hard stare. It made me uncomfortable, all that nothing. A few years ago I would have turned away, but I've changed a little along the way, I'd say my life has more focus now. Instead of letting the void worry me, I decided on filling it up. Just think, all that space to create new comfy memory pods in! I don't know what the future holds, but if I'm going to get close to filling this thing, I'm certainly going to make the most of it.