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I wonder what a blank page looks like ?

Is it like a blank mind where no ideas are found ?

Could it be a series of unanswered questions that occupy my thoughts ?

Asking each time with the millions of people out there how is it I have missed them all ?

I am so Lucky I guess ?

I love to read and ask questions to my earlier questions that I still have no answers to yet ?

I am not impatient or in a rush

I love life and everything I see and feel

I am always asking is it real ?

I feel my heart pound as I turn my computer on

I click away at the keys like I am a dying man and this is the last thing that I have the strength to do

When my hub page reveals itself as I wait

I often wonder as my writings are left up to fate

I am anxious and excited

I am overjoyed and estatic

I look to see something in the corner of my screen

Any number will do

Then I look closer and open my eyes wide

I blink once then again as if it could change anything

I see no comments and noone on the other end

I take a deep breath and felt the adrenaline rush

Now leave my head and slip away

I am not sad because I don't realize what is happening at this moment

I am still frozen like a raccoon in headlights

I still look straightforward not moving a muscle

Then as a few more seconds pass

I come out of a trance like state

I smile once more and laugh to myself

How nice it is to want

To look for something and not get

I am a bit tired anyway and I would have to answer each comment one by one

Now I can sleep and dream of twice as many comments tomorrow

It still hasn't occurred to me the number I seek is still less than one

Then I do some quick thinking and what if a little one was infront of the number I am thinking of

What if the number was doubled and then a one infront then

I would be grinning ear to ear

Then I would have to call in sick

I would have to answer each one of the comments immediately

But then when I was almost finished more comments would come

I would have to call in sick to work for the second day in a row

My boss would be mad but I would be too excited to care

Then as I flew through those comments more would appear

Now I would have to call in again

I would have no choice

This time my boss is'nt so nice

He would say something like I think you might want to work somewhere else

Well maybe by then I can say I have found just the place

And heres my notice and I am now working for myself

I am a writer who writes and I am very busy each day

If I am not writing I am answering comments all day or all night

But for now I Dream On

Because that is what I do best

I know a number is just a number

I also know there are so many numbers to choose from and it is only a matter of time

I will have picked many and they will give me a run for my money

So for all you hubbers who are like me

We just have to sit and wait until the numbers appear on our screen

I like to think I am at the deli and the line is long

My number hasn't been called

So I give you a smile and chat with others as we want and wait

Life is a series of numbers and who knows when we will be first