To the left, there is nothing. Proceed six steps clockwise. Observe the window were nothing is likely to happen.
Here, skip three lines in the air. The dust may reveal something forgotten, or perhaps it won't.
Hover your cursor over the horizon until dusk. Dusk is a time for reflection, yet nothing will change.
Deflate the balloon at noon in a ritual devoid of meaning. Remember the taste of impossibly sounding cheese.