Excerpt from Turtle Feet by Nikolai Grozni

"I wish I could say that there had been some dramatic event--maybe lightning striking my piano, or an apparition of the Buddha floating out of my closet--that could explain my sudden loss of interest in the path I'd been pursuing up to that point in my life. But there'd been nothing dramatic: no visions, no brain-shattering spiritual insights, no guiding voices, no thunder and lightning. I woke up just as on any other day--preoccupied with the thoughts about classes, deadlines, bills, work and girls.......... Then somewhere between the bathroom and the living room, I lost my sense of purpose."