Beginning

“Just start,” my mind said, speaking almost indecipherable, almost drunk, almost nearby, like a familiar voice, but then again not.

“Start what?” I whispered, for some reason afraid of waking up something that I wasn’t quite sure of.

“You don’t know?”

“Not a clue. I’m not lying.'”

“Okay, let me show you something.”

Before me a piece of paper lay; blank, chilly emptiness.

“Just. Start.”

“Right. And then what?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, so I start. But then? Where do I go? And where do I end up?”

I could feel the restlessness creep into my mind. “Well, that is obvious, is it not?”

“So obvious that I am not seeing it.”

“You go where it went. And you end up where it took you.”

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