You are in the woods and you stumble across a tin box sticking up out of the ground. You dig it up to find…
Nothing! Really? Nothing…?
Just an empty tin box, rusted and dirty with no identifiable or distinguishing marks. Story of my life it seems always left holding something that is actually nothing. It never changes!
Time to move on; so why do I just stand here holding this empty tin box? The sun is beating down on my head, birds are singing in the surrounding woods, clouds float lazily across the sky and the trees sway gently in the early morning breeze.
Lots of simple beauty to be grateful for surrounds me and here I am standing holding an empty tine box containing nothing. I don’t get it. Toss it aside, move on! Let it go it is nothing and contains nothing!
So…why am I holding onto it?
Nothing speaks of emptiness… but… also of waiting to be filled, maybe?  Filled with … the possibilities are endless right? Joy, love, laughter, adventure, hope…whatever we choose.
I have a choice!
It only seems I have nothing when in fact I have the whole world.
Maleko ©2013
The above was written for Free Write Friday from the italicized text prompt at the top of the page using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing!
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