Nothing ( ) Happens -002

Nothing Happens 002- by Xincilu

Nothing Happens-002

Sometimes, on one of those “nothing happens” days

Anticipation fills the blank.

And it turns out, anticipation is the worst.

Where is anticipation, disappointment follows.

Like branches in a dark forest

like silhouettes of monsters

monsters awakening in the mind

summoned by all the expectations.

STIR

STIR

STIR

Trapped in the graveyard.

Nothing Happens was inspired by boredom, and a constant urge to escape.

I’ve noticed so many ads beginning with phrases like: “A refreshing escape from everyday life…”

It struck me how easily this idea is accepted, often without a second thought. It made me wonder: Escape from everyday life? What timeline are you living in? And where is this place where daily life doesn’t exist?

That’s when the idea of creating a visual journal based on the mundane came to me.

Nothing Happens, used to frustrate me.I saw it as a failure, a lack, something to avoid.

But now, I want this space to hold boredom, not as emptiness,but as a door.

A door that opens when the wind shuts my window, the world goes quiet, and I finally sit with my thoughts. In that stillness, I hope something stirs:a sentence,a shape,a sound.

That’s where this ( ) begins.