The desire inside

I want to write tonight. I have tried to write all day, but work kept getting in the way. And I coached a soccer game tonight. (Yea, we won 2 games in a row! Imagine that!) Ate dinner at 9:30 and now really want to write. The desire is there. But my brain is dead. And my knee really, really hurts. So maybe I should call it a night? But who am I kidding? We all know that I will spend the next twenty minutes looking at CarMax since I will no longer be capable of driving a stick-shift car and I need to start day-dreaming about a different car to long after.