Because It's New And I Can

Therefore I want to.

But what do I want to? Is it wanting to do something? Is it wanting to go somewhere? Is it wanting to eat something? It is wanting to say something? Does it have to do with doing a thing, or is it doing a person? Does it revolve around adopting a dog and grooming the dog to show and win many blue ribbons? What kind of dog would I adopt to do such competitions? Do dogs actually enjoy shows like this?

Imagine if we were dogs: your owner has suddenly decided that you should be washed, trimmed, and promenaded around in a circle. Does this make you feel of worth? Or is it it demeaning to your every being? Does it ruin every ounce of life that you live for? Does it make the cats greater beings than you? Do you enjoy walking with your tail up, exposing everything you hold private on your body to the world? Do you have no sense of pride? Or does the prancing about in the circle increase your sense of pride?

Or perhaps I am wanting to eat a brand new flavor of ice cream. Is it a chocolate base? Maybe it's a bizarre flavor of ice cream as my base, such as peanut butter, caramel, butter pecan (which should never be an ice cream flavor to begin with. Whoever thought that disgusting ice cream should be littered with pecans that have an unpleasant crunch and completely contradict all that ice cream stands for? Clearly the ice cream scientist in question has a cruel sense of humor.) Maybe I'm not wanting to eat a brand new flavor of ice cream at all, but rather invent a new flavor of ice cream. Does Edy's still offer the game online where you run a city solely operated on revenue from the ice cream factory? You had to make sure that the cartons for the ice cream were visually appealing, the ice cream was actually a decent flavor (obviously NOT butter pecan), and that the name was clever and pleasing to the ear.

Or it could be that what's new and I'm partaking in because I can is a new album being listened to for the first time.

This is far too simple.

And yet true. Andrew Bird. Break it Yourself.

It is love.