One of the things I dislike about myself is my constant procrastination. It makes me miserable. This is not a case of a messy person trying to fit themselves into a mold of being neat and it making them miserable.

No, this is a case of having my deadlines and obligations weigh on me, unforgettable shadows in the back of my mind, and it being a complete relief to actually do them. To be able to cross one more thing off the list I no longer keep on paper.

That list is and always was in my mind. I can’t erase it from my mind.

It seems so obvious and easy – stop procrastinating.

Why aren’t things like this easy?

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