I can't describe what I saw, but I know what I saw, and it was nothing

I once stared into the void.<br><br>It was a few days after moving into a new house, when I was 5 or 6. <br><br>It was snowing. The heavy blinds were cracked, so I could see only the base of a big evergreen tree about 15' away. I laid on a red couch, staring at a gap from the crack between the blinds.<br><br>This is what I saw:<br><br>It was nothing.<br><br>Nobody. nothing. only snow falling on and in front of a tree. <br><br>What then happened was so strange. I have a distinct memory of it: when I see nothing, I feel nothing. It was a completely empty feeling. I was watching "nothing" for at least 8 hours without breaks. I didn't think of anything except for the nothing in front of me. I didn't feel anything, except the nothing around me. <br><br>I wasn't hungry. I wasn't thirsty. I wasn't bored. I wasn't anxious. I wasn't angry. I wasn't anything. I just existed.<br><br>I didn't tell anybody about this. They thought I was freaking out because of moving into a new home.