High Hopes Equals Lacking Results

Well... I had really high hopes for today. I had the day off, had lots of time. Hell, I even woke up early to get a head start on all the stuff I should be doing. But, well.. I went back to sleep, woke up late and sat down to watch TV. Greeeaaaat - that was not how I hoped my day would work out.

And it didn't - mostly. I got out of my funk and did the dishes, worked out and started on my homework. Watched 10 episodes of my favorite tv-show and rewatched beauty and the beast as well, but what the hell - I need to relax as well.
              Yeah, if I made a pie-chart of how much time I spent on actually doing something productive VS. how much time I spent on procrastinating, it wouldn't look too good for me. Maybe a good 15% of productiveness. If I was being generous. But well, it could have been worse.

As for being creative and acting on my inspirations, I would say that this day wasn't very productive on that part. So I took the time, as I was writing this blog post anyway, to make a small poem about procrastination - enjoy!

Not listening or feeling

Just being.

Or ignoring.

Whatever makes the panic subside

And the pleasantness of numbness

take its place