A random bit of nothing:
We've got some remarkable flowers around where we live. One of them has a dark center, with deep crimson petals dyed gold at the tips. It is such a good flower to sit and contemplate. It reminds one of memories. When one first experiences something, it is rich and dark. As time passes, he begins to forget the specific details, but remembers much of the general ones. The memories soon become nothing more than a shining bit of gold that gives light to the rest of the mind.
Thus ends my random bit of nothing.
Thus ends my random bit of nothing.