When we procrastinate, we also put a hold on happiness.
The thing all writers do best is find ways to avoid writing.
Now there was no sign of any foul weather, but when one wishes to do a thing . . . one finds no lack of reasons for the doing.
You can put off your dreams, your desires, your careers, your farms. You can avoid your responsibilities, obligations, promises, and sovereign rights. But any person who wants to make music, and doesn’t, is a goddamned fool.
God will not allow you to add the words “next time” to now faith.
Everyone has the same amount of hours per day, it’s not that you don’t have enough time, it’s that you don’t have a clear focus
Math test tomorrow.
Complete lack of preparation for test.
Tempted to type meaningless twaddle all the time on Twitter…with alliteration, no less!
It is remarkable how far I am prepared to go
In order to avoid doing the one thing that might
Provide satisfaction, and it is remarkable to consider
What I will do instead of it, purely for the pleasure
Of being dissatisfied. When it is merely a matter
Of sitting down for a few hours and dreaming
That something of value might eventually arise
From this routine of self-enforced boredom.
Procrastination is the seed of self-destruction.