It was not the thought that I was so unloved that froze me. I had taught myself to do without love.<br />It was not the thought that God was cruel that froze me. I had taught myself never to expect anything from Him.<br />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.<br />Now even that had flickered out.<br />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.<br />Somebody did.<br />A policeman watched me for a while, and then he came over to me, and he said, "You alright?"<br />Yes," I said.<br />You've been standing here a long time," he said.<br />I know," I said.<br />You waiting for somebody?" he said.<br />No," I said.<br />Better move on, don't you think?" he said.<br />Yes, sir," I said.<br />And I moved on.