I procrastinate.
I procrastinate when I’m bored. The more bored I am, the more I procrastinate. I procrastinate until the world is about to end, until things shake up, until it starts boiling. I procrastinate until my life is in danger, until I’m walking at the edge of a savage mountain in the Himalaya.
Suddenly, everything is interesting. Suddenly, I do what I need to do and save worlds from falling apart.