It is often said that there is an art to procrastination. This elevates the said activity or lack there of, to a some kind of noble quest. See I could work hard, but I choose not to - because I am better than that. The truth is that there is a lack of motivation for the activity involved. Either there is a lack of reward in the proper way or a lack of substantial enough punishment for the lack of progress.


Right now, both are true in my case.

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Sometimes the heart becomes so full, you can't speak. You can only write simple sentences so you don't explode. You can't speak to anyone else about it because they will think you as a mad man. This is the space for me to write simple sentences. This is the space for me to be a mad man.