I’ll Get To It

Day 22

Or not.

Once again

I blew something off until the last minute.

But I don’t care,

I’ll get to it,

eventually.

Well, I guess I have to now.

It was so much easier when I had a choice.

I never made the right one.

Moments I could have been productive are now distant memories,

swallowed by anxiety of “oh shit, that’s due.”

No need to judge me. I’ll judge myself.

No need to condemn, I’ll do it myself.

But will I change? Probably,

not.

But it causes you anxiety!

Yeah but only in the last hours. After I’m done

it’s back to relaxing and ignoring until the next freak out.

But maybe I’ll change.

One day.

I’ll get to it.