A little thing I call Motivation

So, you want to get motivated?

Don't ask me, I've no clue. I feel like a kid standing next to the merry-go-round. The m-g-r is flying round and round with all these other kids on it. I want to get on it, but a) it's moving way too fast, b) I have no arms. That's what it's like to be unmotivated. Stupid armless, fat kid.

Oh, another point of order. Did anyone else have a really hard time sleeping last night? I woke up like nineteen times. Something in the water, or the air, or both. Thoughts?