Walking down the car park driveway and I had the sudden urge to do a cartwheel. Now I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing.. I haven't done a cartwheel since I was at Junior School, and nowadays it would most probably involve ripping the seat of my pants at the very least, and more likely result in a hospital visit and traction.
Like when you're driving round a small roundabout, on a beautiful sunny day, no other cars around... don't ya have the urge to just go round and round the roundabout about 4-5 times? Now this I have done, on 3 occasions: once to delight my boy, once to delight my drunken passengers (I was sober!) and once to make T/L feel sick from his monster hangover.
* Sitting next to a gorgeous looking guy on the train, and he smelled delicious, and I had the urge to have a lick.
* In the supermarket next to a carefully designed stack of boxes, and I get the urge to knock them all down.
* See a dirty car next to the road, and I get the urge to write my name in the dust.
* Smell the cut grass and get the urge to roll in it.
Makes you feel alive don't it?!