Did you ever have one of those moments that you stood up in response to a thought in your head that was telling you that you had to do something? And then, you take three steps in the direction you thought you knew where you were going, and had no idea when you got to where your brain at the time sent you was even the right place. Then you stand there thinking where the fuck was I going?  And what was I going to do when I got to wherever the heck that was? Shit!! The closet, fridge, sink, or to the bathroom? Or did I have to fix something, get a utensil to cook with, a pen, or just a tissue??

So, of course in the end you turn around, go back to your seat at the computer, or wherever you think you were at the time…until you have another brilliant thought!