Like taking out the garbage,  cleaning out your closet, shredding old documents, or sweeping away the dirt off your front porch....I can relate.  It's the same way I feel about painting. It has to be done. It's not merely something I think about when I'm bored. I think about it constantly. When I am stuck doing chores, I am feeling guilty for not painting.  When I go out with friends,  I am still thinking, "Oh my god! I should paint that, or that, and that too!"  I always have some form of art literature on my lap.  The person sitting next to me is automatically placed into a picture frame.  Driving down the road, every bit of landscape becomes a scene, every intersection is put into a composition for painting.  I am obsessed with it,  every waking minute( in the middle of the night too). It is all I think about. Painting. It had to be done, has to be done, and always will be a part of me.