The idea has existed for years
Just sitting there, waiting

Lacking motivation
I just left the idea out there
To make sure I really wanted to

Once in a while I’d pick it up
Turn it over, look at it
Consider it and its implications

I still haven’t decided

But I haven’t undecided, either

I have started planning, though

Little bits and pieces
Tentatively, at first

What are my options?
Which of those do I like the most?
Which of those has the most success?

I still don’t know if I like this plan
At times I hate even the smallest parts of it
Or perhaps, it is fear

But creating this plan is not an active process
It happens in the times between, the empty moments

Slowly but surely, the plan forms, hardens, sets
Little details are sketched, drawn, coloured in

Will I execute my plan?
I do not know

For now, I am making it
Soon, I will know