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*That* Feeling...

Do you ever get that feeling where, there's so much to do, but not enough time to do it?

I've been feeling that lately.

There isn't enough time to write. There isn't enough time to complete that project. There isn't enough to conjure up an idea. There isn't enough time in the day. Ect. Ect.

Those are the only thoughts I've been having lately. But in reality, it's just my "procrastinator" side.

There is enough time. I just kinda don't wanna sit down and get it done. Yah know?

Sometimes I'm able to control myself and peel myself away from the worldly distractions around me. But usually, I just stay where I am, allowing my duties to wash away, along with my much needed brain cells.

My strictly disciplined self is fading.

I'm slipping.

Aren't I?


  1. our minds wander through the same corridors more often than i knew before. this is unbelievably calming, in a weird, paradoxical way. so thank you, rose. for opening and clearing my mind. <3

  2. Omg this is so me! I've been procrastinating on things I wanna get done, but I've been watching and catching up on some tv shows.

  3. YES YES YES. That's how I feel all the flipping time.

    But we'll get through this, okay? *Together*.

    I love you, alright?

    Your Kenz

  4. Yeah, I know. Oh, I know so well.
    Thanks for your words. <3


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