WHAT IT, is "do, [not" now].
There is a conflicting voice in my head that is screaming at me. It is telling me one thing and acting another. Its what it is like when you decide (the reader is YOU!) to push as many items as you can through a thin tube. Let me describe it in depth: Like a sock with too many orange in it. Like a bucket with too much water and not enough wall real estate. When arms become to loaded to hold. ...
I had an actual dream about an actual nightmare factory. I need a long shower.