The Paradox of the Meaning of Nothing

Where the line between meaning and nothingness blurs like a badly drawn crayon on a wet sidewalk.

It's a paradox so profound, so mind-bending, so utterly bewildering that it defies explanation.

Or does it?

Perhaps it's just a fancy way of saying "I have nothing to do, and I'm just pretending to care."

Or maybe it's the ultimate existential crisis in a nutshell: "What's the point of it all, anyway?"

Nothing to Say, Nothing to Do, Nothing to See Here