A Blank Page and a Daydream

September 11, 2026

After writing about the book of blank pages I found at the bookstore, I listened to one of my songs.

There is a line in it:

“The manuscript will be a blank page.”

It was the line that made me realize that I had carried home something I had already imagined in words.

Then the song ended.

Another song began to play.

And there, in another song I had written, was another line:

“A blank page and a daydream.”

Another blank page.

I began to wonder how many times I had returned to this image without realizing it.

Perhaps the blank page has been quietly making its way through my writing all along.