So What Are You Doing?

It's a simple question really, and everyone seems to ask it. What are you doing? Sometimes we ask it occasionally, or literally, but it always sneaks in the conversations lately or...Always. It's an annoying question, right up there with, "How are you?" It is pretty much the only way to strike up conversation though. I mean for me, I know I am not confident in myself to think of anything interesting to say, or a quirky thing to ask, so I too succumb to the habit of the suposed "I care" question, but it really lacks depth.
For me, I never know how much too share. I think I am an honest person, so I don't like to lie about what I am doing, but I also don't always want to answer. Because the matter of the fact being, I want to do nothing. Nothing in the way that nothing is, me & God, and discovering the freeness that doing nothing really is. I want to accept the invitation that Jesus gave to sell all, and live by faith like Abraham...GO WEST! But can I really?
I think of being a friend of Jesus, and I wonder what it was like to just sleep wherever, not knowing where you were going to be or what would happen the next day. Is it possible to live that dream? I've had dreams, but they seem to be interjected by the "real world". It's my fault, really, letting things seep in. I just can't handle it all, and I certainly can't handle The Question. It's hard to feel alone, it's lonely to feel misunderstood. I guess in those feelings it's a way to know Jesus. But in it all, I know that I am made for a reason, I am made to love God and be loved by God and to love others. That's all that is required, and I don't know what else I am doing right now; except trying to do that.