Of making all the right (apt?) moves

Picture this.

You’ve reached your house and you turn off the ignition.

You’re staring at the wall before you. Everything is so quiet. Nothing seems to bother you.

Not the neighbours, not even the vehicles passing by.

You barely move a muscle.

Next thing you know, you glance at your watch and there.You’ve been sitting behind the wheel for 15 minutes!

You let out a long, heavy sigh.

15 minutes. Even the private, I-don’t-bother-your-life-so-you-don’t-bother-mine lady next door seems to get a bit restless.

Body needs to be revived, mind hungers for words of wisdom.

Yet you still don’t know what to do.