At 9:00 pm, all I can think of is going to bed. I’ll be lucky if I get to bed in two hours. I have so much to do to prepare for my weekend away. A load of laundry is in the washer, two pounds of macaroni is cooked and cooling in the sink, and an empty suitcase is airing out on the porch; waiting to be packed. I know that I can’t even begin to cross off items on my list until I slice and post . . . but I’m STUCK for ideas.
I turn to TWT for some inspiration. I skim the slices of at least 15 authors, hoping that something will inspire me; nothing but a yawn and the uncontrollable urge to ‘rest my eyes.’ I give into the temptation, close my eyes, and the next thing you know, it’s 9:40.
At 9:40, I just want to go to bed. Two hours? I’m not hopeful. I have so much to do to prepare for my weekend away. The laundry remains in the washer, the macaroni is now cold and sticky in the sink, and the suitcase is still empty. If I finish this slice and post . . . maybe, just maybe, I’ll be closer to going to bed. My head is spinning and my eyes are heavy. I close my eyes, for just one minute . . . the next thing you know, it’s 10:55.
At 10:55, my bed is calling, even louder now. Please, please stay awake long enough to put something, A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. on this screen. An idea that tells a story; words that produce a slice . . .
to just post!
At 10:58, I just want to satisfy this challenge and prepare for my weekend away. I have written a little bit of nothing . . . a little bit of nothing and now I can do the laundry, make the macaroni and cheese, and pack my suitcase.
Think, slice, post — a little bit of nothing.