Procrastination. At first it was a problem, thinking about things that are completely aimless. It is dreadful. Eventually you are bored of being bored. But does that help you climb out of the pits of procrastination? No. You see, what happens is you go into deeper levels of procrastination. You dig deeper and deeper into the hole of nothingness. It puts you in a dreamlike state, you feel every second of the dream, but the dream has no substance, no meaning.
It starts to be an out of body experience. You cannot find an ounce of productiveness in your body, and you realize that it’s not getting any better. You want to panic and snap out of it, but you are too lazy to fight it. Things start to get fuzzy, and tasteless. Then you think about the things that used to excite you, but find that they have no appeal to you anymore. No, procrastination is now what you long for, what you need, what you crave.
You start hearing noises you haven’t ever heard before. The buzz of a computer, the whizz of lights, a constant ring even in complete silence. The noises discomfort you. They madden you. You feel there is absolutely no escape. Then you try to focus. Everything stops. You wonder if you could actually make it out alive. Something catches the corner of your eye. You see a light switch.
It makes you think of light. That makes you think of electricity. That makes you think of power lines. That makes you think of the trails that are under the power lines. That makes you think of the vehicles that drive underneath. That makes you think of the workers. That makes you think of…
There is no escape. Once procrastination takes hold, it becomes the only flavor we taste in food. It becomes the way we act, feel, and think. It robs you of all your emotions and leaves you in a zombified state. Constantly tired, you lay down on a couch. You fall asleep. But you do not wake up. You have reached the point of procrastination where it feeds on you. It devours your soul. It takes you from this world with no intent of bringing you back. You are gone.
Procrastination once again succeeds.
It happily departs, ready to consume another victim.
