Feeling depressively excited about nothing, and it's all tight in your chest. Your waiting for something too happen, even though either there's nothing or you've forgotten. You get up and sit down and get up and sit down, and hold your head in despair. Listen and look frantically, expecting something to happen. The tightness in your chest growing everytime you remember there is nothing. Maybe almost feeling itchy.
I was sitting there, drinking tea listening to techno and I was suddenly chinched. It made me a lunatic and I couldn't stop thinking there was something I might do, or that some one might come and take me to somewhere I have never been.