Procrastination.

I’m a procrastinator.  I even procrastinate about things I WANT to do.   Like right now, I have several over-a-week-old emails from readers I have yet to reply to, a good Facebook friend inbox’d me several days ago and I have yet to respond to her,  and there’s a post I really want to write about my therapy session tonight but I’m just feeling too lazy to write it.

It weighs on my mind heavily that I really need to do these things and there’s no pain in doing them (in fact, they’re enjoyable), so why am I still procrastinating?   Why am I writing this post about procrastination instead of replying to my emails, talking to my friend, or writing a more interesting post than this one?

I don’t have the answer to that.   I think I’ll write the post tonight, and do the other stuff tomorrow night.

Also, the word procrastination looks and sounds a little absurd.