Me and my amazing mother enjoying Miami weather!
This project actually began as a set of experiments in the University of Michigan's first Minor in Writing course, WRITING 220. Tasked to create anything we wished with regards to a chosen topic, my original intent was to actually make a fictional commentary story about religion, made as a continuation of a poem I made in my high school AP Literature class. However, seeing as how I didn't really connect with such a topic, I knew I wouldn't feel passionate about writing it, and would likely have to change the topic entirely. Midway through the first of the aforementioned experiments, I got a phone call from my mother as I was studying in my dorm, and that phone call was the catalyst for the project as it is now.
During said phone call with my mother, she proceeded to ask me, "What are you up to?" In response, I said something along the lines of, "Nothing much, just eating and studying in my room."
An innocuous and mundane response. However, later that day, I really began to think about how strange that response was as I drove home. These thoughts eventually spiraled into reflections over my life, and just how much I truly used the word "nothing" in my life. Casual speech. Creative writing. Comforting memories. The word "nothing" could be and was used in almost all of these examples, in some way or another.
And so that's why I chose to write about it. I wanted to share how "nothing," as a word, has been present and applied in plenty of different ways in my life. So I hope that maybe, the next time you hear someone say something like, "It was nothing," you'll think twice about it.