I have a gift card that I was given for Christmas.
I don't actually know what I want to spend it on.
I haven't really experienced this before. Normally I have a list of twenty things in my head I'd really like, but I don't have a list like that anymore. I don't want any books, because I've got too many unread ones. I don't need any clothes, or shoes, or other accessories, because I have plenty.
There's nothing I particularly want at the moment, because I've recognised that I already have more than I want.
I've ordered some sheet music that I've been thinking about for some months now, and I'll probably hang on to the rest until I see a blouse that I like, because the person who gave me the card said they had wanted to buy me clothes but weren't quite sure of my style and they wouldn't be bothered if I wait until I find something that I genuinely like and will wear.
But it sure is a strange feeling!