A journal about nothing.

It occurred to me that my last journal entry was Christmas related, and since it's already February, I decided to change it.

So here, I've changed my journal, but that made me face a new problem. What is there for me to talk about? It actually seems like a bigger problem then my old one.

Do I talk about the upcoming season of My Little Pony? Can't, because it's not even out yet. Do I talk about the Gamera movies I got for Christmas? No, since that would just mean I'm talking about Christmas again. Do I talk about the fanfiction I've been writing for The Dazzlings from MLP? I could, but that's really something made for a different website. More specifically, FimFiction.net. It's all one big problem for me, isn't it. I suppose I could talk about being a brony, but since only other bronies would really be interested in it as well as already understanding the feeling, it would be pretty pointless.


But then it hit me. Here I am, talking about having nothing to talk about. Could this actually be an example of nothing being the same as something? After all, I claimed to have nothing to talk about, but now suddenly, I've got a journal entry about me talking about nothing.

I will need some more philosophical thinking for now.