I really seem to be in a Shakespeare/Hamlet mood lately. Love this quote. I shortened it a bit so don't worry if you are thinking you've forgotten your Shakespeare. For those of you unaware, Hamlet is talking about how he can't seem to push himself to kill his step-father, despite all the reasons he has to do it. Now, I don't want to kill my step-father, mostly because I don't have one, but I relate to the frustration of not understanding your own lack of motivation. For example, I have gone to the same school for four years and I have managed to make no friends, and that makes me mad at myself, but then I do nothing to fix it. What area of your life needs a little action?