More of Something

I woke up to the sound of nothing, really, and that's the problem.

I can't hear myself, or nothing else, for that matter, but there were no dream ghosts, no Debussy, no dark Mahler, no existential pulse.

[Now... I need to start thinking.... Who is this character? What is the story he propels? I have the beginning of a mystery, a conflict.... Where does it want to go? What does he need to do? What is his story? Where will it go?]