Motivation... Bite me!

Motivation is a wonderful capacity. It's sort of a process of the mind in which your brain urges you on to take action towards, or in my case create, things. Be it a project, a menial chore or a step forwards, motivation helps in all these cases. However, as motivation can be wonderful, the lack of it can and is one hell of a nuisance.

To people like me, a person who have many things that interests him, the lack of motivation is a curse. Projects gather up, projects that seemingly interests him an equal deal. As projects gather up and none of them seem to have any kind of progression, that is when the lack of motivation is truly weighted down. Every project concerns a different and seemingly equally important part of his life.
Be it for his own good, his future, his leisure, his code of life or something completely different, the lack of motivation (which by now has become quite weightful, taking the various projects that lie on top of it into consideration) is like an anvil, pressing down on the torso of a person, getting heavier second by second.

Some people might see the multiple interests and the creative mind that creates all these projects as a gift to this person, and it might actually be so, but with the lack of motivation there, it becomes this heavy anvil of stressful pressure. Will he ever get even one project completed and pushed into the light of the world? Or will they all just be crushed to pieces along with the bones beneath the anvil?

Luckily, motivation will return to him. It comes and goes, depends on the events of his life and what he makes of his existence. If taking motivation into one's own hands was just a skill he'd acquired... Then again, it's never too late to acquire new skills.

Perhaps it's time he closed some of the projects for now and focused intensely on two or three unfinished projects, instead of a myriad of ideas and half-assed attempts to be more than his human body is capable of.