"What froze me was the fact that I had absolutely no reason to move in any direction. What had made me move through so many dead and pointless years was curiosity. Now even that had flickered out. How long I stood frozen there, I cannot say. If I was ever going to move again, someone else was going to have to furnish the reason for moving. Somebody did. A policeman watched me for a while, and then he came over to me, and he said, 'You alright?'
'Yes,' I said.
'You’ve been standing here a long time,' he said.
'I know,' I said.
'You waiting for somebody?' he said.
'No,' I said.
'Better move on, don’t you think?' he said.
'Yes, sir,' I said. And I moved on."
-Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night