Procrastinator's Thoughts

Thu, 02/11/2016 - 03:34 -- CAFess

Why do I do this to myself again, only to have the same results end? I know that it only hurts me, like a wave that pulls you under the sea. Only to wake up on dry land realizing I have buried my own head in the sand. I know I can improve, but my mind just makes up another excuse. When the last seconds tick away, and all my hair has turned grey, that is when I'm in terror, and always vow to fix my error.

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