"Every fucking minute of every goddamn day," Jack agreed, "Part of it's physical. Biotics, we don't do 'sit still' so fucking good. Part of it's just me. If I sit still too long I might as well just slap blue mud on my belly for all the goddamn navel gazing I'll start doing and that's a road never leads anywhere but right straight into the fucking black. Not with what lives in my head. Gets like bugs under my skin, crawling around. Gotta get up and do something that takes all my everything so I can't think."