Blank paper

I've just 'read', my first blank paper, I mean utterly blank, no writing at all, there is length, but no characters at all, it is bound, but with no words in it, it has the correct official submission slip stapled to the cover, my first John Cage essay, and what the hell am I going to do with it? Well I think it might just test my metal a little bit. We talk about this sort of stuff in class, and now it's happened, it has come back home to roost. It takes quite a lot of balls to hand in such a thing, and I'm appreciative of the time to reflect, once more, on nothing. I'll be up at 3am in the morning thinking about it.