I think, When am I going to start something?
It's enervating, starting something. It means you have something to finish. It means you've shown your hand to the world and now it can play whatever it wants, secure in the knowledge that it has you by the balls, that want is the hand gripping your most secret, most pain-seeded parts, and life knows how to make you bloom.
Easier to sit around watching Master Chef.
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