i cant keep my hands from stupid things. i must fill my hands with idle habits. harmful stupid habits. i feel okay today, but i still insist on picking at myself... am i stalling from something? from life, perhaps? whats wrong with life? its really nice, actually! why cant i just go live? i got things i would like to do, and things i need to do, yet i procrastinate, with these destructive habits. why am i stuck?