Simply because I have become unbelievably lazy.
So lazy that even doing the most minuscule of tasks such as cleaning my table so that I can sit at it and do some work has become a routine of mental pep talks and I'll-do-it-laters and It-can-wait-another-hour.
I mean, I've always been lazy it's just that now with the holidays around my laziness has taken a turn for the worse.
My room is so messy that I think even a sewer rat wouldn't want to live here.
The pile of literature work has become a mountain that I have to tackle.
My to-do-list is so long that I think it could go around the circumference of the earth.
You'd think my mental state was questionable at this point and that someone would have told me to get off my butt and do something, but no.
Well, I suppose I should try to...attempt....something....productive...
:(
Ciao4Now
