Compulsion

I had a strong, unwavering, instinctual feeling that I felt compelled to act upon. It could not be ignored.

I've only felt this a few times before. Once, I felt compelled to contact my brother as my sister was in an accident near death.

Two, I felt compelled to move 2,000 miles away to Oregon completely alone.

Three, I felt compelled to write my ex and let her know, if ever she needed assistance, help, someone to care for her, if she lived close enough, I would help her. 

I have no concrete reasons to why I would feel, think and write this. The thought would not leave me until I acted upon it and wrote her.

I do not feel obligated to do this, not one single bit.

I had to. Call it Destiny or Fate or Just the way it is.