"Once again
I hear of somebody who is going to settle down and
do their work,
painting or writing or whatever,
as soon as they get a better light
installed,
or as soon as they move to a new city,
or as soon as they come back from the trip they have been planning,
or as soon as...
it’s simple: they just don’t want to do it,
or they can’t do it,
otherwise, they’d feel a burning itch from hell
they could not ignore and “soon”
would turn quickly into “now.”
~Charles Bukowski
(From the book: Sifting Through the Madness for the Word)
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