Sometimes, I have urges.
Sometimes, I feel like going out into the backyard and throwing out some feed for the chickens but I don't have any chickens.
Sometimes, I want to haul out my canner and jars and lids and such and make pear perserves but I don't have any pears.
Sometimes, I want to bake a cake and win the blue ribbon but the county fair has already come and gone.
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