Endless YouTube sessions. Non-stop Reading. Extending Sleep.
All three spell one thing for me – procrastination. Unlike other common forms of vices, these ones aren’t easy to break. In fact, I could hardly label them as ‘bad for my health.’
Getting glued in our modern tube isn’t exactly bad because it’s a rich source of inspiration (sometimes, of envy). I could stick to watching trailer after trailer, or focus on smaller bits of programs, or launch a sweeping view for particular artists – from Pentatonix to Coop3rDrumm3r!
Reading is as vital as breathing. I read pieces through WordPress’ sphere. I think I have mentioned a handful of other sites and on-print materials on a previous post, too. When my net connection freezes, I am likely to steal a few minutes with my paperback. And if the connection is back and it’s time to work, well, I need to run through the next chapter now (otherwise, I’ll suffer real crankiness with the book-incited intrigue!).
Extending my sleep, obviously, happens in the morning. I am not a morning person. I don’t know what’s with mornings but, it’s a time when my spirits sag as low as my pyjama-feet. I seem to want to ignore everyone and anything on mornings and put my supposedly morning chores a wee bit later by zzz-ing more. Perhaps, there’s still hope for growing some more inches! 😛
But that’s just it. I can’t procrastinate forever, or make it appear obvious to incite an extra scoop of scoldings. Hence, when I don’t feel like procrastinating (and yes, there are such days), I work my stuff. And I finish it.