I woke up one day wanting to do something; I honestly had no idea what! It all started with a jitter, a feeling at the bottom of my heart that wanted me to do it. Just do it. But what was it that this “feeling” wanted me to do? I had absolutely no idea. I tried to get rid of this feeling, I couldn’t, I tried to shrug it off, suppress it, exterminate it, but nothing did the trick.
So I slept.
So I asked my friends if there was something that they wanted me to do, they gave me all sorts of lists and their whims and fancies to fulfill. None of them were equivalent to the feeling. The feeling that deep down was killing me to just do it. To just do it.
So I slept, yet again.
The next day I got up again.