I'm just having coffee, and nothing to eat.
So, I am nothing.
Which sounds a bit nihilistic. But I can recover from that one, because ...
According to Paul Hegarty, the absence of meaning is, in itself, some sort of meaning.
Hearty said that in The Semiotic Review Of Books. Which make it plausible. My fave author, Umberto Eco, is a Professor Of Semiotics, so people who write about semiotics tend to be right.
I wonder if he knows if Brighton will win today? We need one point to guarantee a play off position. Come on, the Seagulls.
Sorry, go distracted there.
So anyway, despite eating nothing, according to Hegarty's theory on nihilism, I am not nothing. I am something.
I'm just not sure what, coz its a bit too early in the morning.