Her friend leaned over and asked how she was feeling. She paused and gave a quizzical look, "I don't know."
The question lingered in her mind throughout the entire evening. Why didn't she have a straight answer?
On the drive home, the thought plagued her. What was this feeling?
Sadness? No. She was a crier, so tears would be present if she was sad.
Anger? No again. The anger had subsided weeks ago.
Disappointment? She tried the word out on her lips. "Disappointment." It seemed to want to fit, but that still wasn't it.
Peace? No, definitely not peace. It was far too heavy to be peace.
"Nothing."
"I feel... Nothing."
The word seemed odd and yet-- true.
"Nothing. I'm okay with that."
Feeling nothing meant she wasn't feeling all these other emotions, which brought a sense of contentment and almost... Joy. She could handle nothing. She liked nothing. Nothing was the best feeling she had felt in five months.
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