Procrastination is really a very productive activity. I keep telling myself that, so why do I feel guilty? I’ll feel better soon, maybe later.
I did a lot today, just not the thing(s) I had planned to do. I’ll be grateful I did so much, later.
Was I always like this? I guess so. I was so busy I didn't notice.
Now I seem to have time to stare into space a lot, or even to doze off a little.
I’m really having a very good time. I don’t even work that hard, not the way I used to.
But I’m not getting much done. Like now.
I can’t stand it.
I’ll think about it later.