The title of this post is something I said to a coworker at my day job, regarding my personal lack of motivation. Like most people, I embrace procrastination with open arms. In fact, I am in an intimate relationship with procrastination.
I’ve finally realized that this relationship will never truly end, but I’m working on ways to distance myself from this most passionate of lovers.
I think the key is small steps, so as to go unnoticed by the ever watchful eye of procrastination. So I’m going to keep things small and manageable for now by just writing blog posts and short stories until my lover grows bored and I can find a new lover, called muse.