Start from the beginning.
Start from the beginning.
A gentle breeze blows through the gap of a window. As it grazes the hairs on your arm they stand up straight. A nip is in the air, one which suggests only colder days are ahead. Not yet cold enough to shiver yet, but the fresh breeze puts you on edge. Curiosities yet untold, yet to be found, you stand there in your room suddenly dumbfounded, directionless, pointlessly even, knowing full well that today is a wonderful day for activities!
But, before we do anything foolish, what's your name?