Life going round and round

How to start? More importantly how to end?
Everything should start in the middle, sort of a comfort zone for the most of us. But beginnings can be exciting...
The end of the world is coming soon?
Do you know why?
My mind is melting into a puddle of flesh and blood...I can't think of anything interesting to write.
Well, we all knew that. But in reality, my mind doesn't want to do anything constructive anymore.
You know why?
Its this year. There isn't a whole lot of work to do for tomorrow, but theres a shit load of work to be done by the end of the year.
No more than last year though. Maybe 2 or 3 thousand words more, but essentially, not, really, that, much. So looking at the work makes me
not wanna work
and making me not wanna work makes me slack off and making me wanna slack off makes my conscience tick till my brain explodes and tells me mind to do something
before I turn into a bowl of brain putty.
TOO LATE!
I'm starting to deteriorate
My life used to be full of motivation
My brain is giving away its enthusiasm a ration
Now all i do is fret,
As i end the sentence with a rhyming couplet.