Me and my Blank Mind

I feel... blank. So blank that I can't even think of a synonym for 'blank'! I can't think of anything to write. I had a bajillion ideas when I was on the way home, but I can't think of any of them now! This is driving me absolutely up the wall, across the ceiling, and down the other wall! Therefore, I end up in the same place I started! Therefore, this accomplishes nothing! I am still on the floor with nothing in my head, even though I've been across the expanse of two walls and a ceiling! And you know what else? I think that if anyone tries to understand my point here, they will have to read it five or six times before they realize that my point is that I don't even have a point! And now I have given away my point, so the point of my last sentence is now pointless!