I want to DO something. Something small or something big.
Something that will revive my brain and my legs. Yes, walk and talk. Walk the talk.
Something that will get me out of the cocoon of my home, away from my lovely bed, out into the sunshine and the rain.
Something that will immerse me into something else other than me and cancer.
Something that will make my soul taste beauty and grace and abundance and tears and hearbreak and joy and laughter and hugs and cheese and chocolate and kisses.
Something new, edgy, risky. Something good.
Yes, I want to do something. Something something.