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.