The only conclusions I've come down to is that I want to draw when I should not be drawing. When I little, I wanted to draw SO badly that when it was bed time, I would hussle to the side of my bed where the night light was, and would draw by that little amount of light. In school, I wanted to draw so badly that they put my habit of drawing during class on my school records.
(Sometimes I regret that, but it kept me happy and out of trouble.)
Now, when I am at work, those old habits come back. I seem to never be able to finish anything fully since I am indeed supposed to be working. When I go home, I am all "BLUGH, NO WAY!".
Do you find that odd? It would be nice to have answers to this someday.