Good intentions and plans of productivity
goals in mind, I start all-out
I start to clean, I start to write, I become almost frantic
but soon find myself reduced to stagnant inactivity
curled up on the couch; sadly fizzled out
like a tropical depression that forms in the Atlantic
~Melanie Blackwell
Filed under Poetry
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Oh the procrastination bug can strike in any weather…
I never procrastinate. I was told when I was young it’d send me blind. At least, I think that’s what they said…
😉
these days I get exhausted just thinking about what I USED TO DO
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I know, I enjoy listening and watching the rain which totally trumps the need to mop the floor or fold some laundry. 🙂
Amen to that!