Part of Me: OK, time to write. Gotta get this stuff outta my head.
Another Part of Me: Oh no. You don’t have time for that. You gotta go to bed.
POM: I gotta make time. Creative expression is vital to my well-being.
APOM: So is sleep, you know.
POM: Yeah, yeah, I know, but I’ll just write for a few minutes and then go to bed.
APOM: But you can’t finish anything in a few minutes, so why bother?
POM: Well, I gotta start something at least. It’s better than nothing.
APOM: But you’re always starting things and not finishing them. Won’t it be depressing to start yet another piece of writing that you won’t finish?
POM: Won’t finish? I WILL finish them all, when I have time!
APOM: Okay, geez, I’m sorry, it’s just, you know, it’s just, uh . . .
POM: Alright, enough, you’re wasting my time.
APOM: I know! Why don’t you write about how you can’t seem to find the time to write?
POM: Great idea, APOM!
APOM: Thank you, thank you, I was quite fond of it myself.
POM: How many posts like that do you think I can get away with?
APOM: Just get going already, will you?
POM: Fine, fine. (Walks away grumbling and looking for the iPad.)