Procrastination isn’t just something “we teens” use to get out of work, it’s a nigh on incurable epidemic that haunts us and feeds on our spirits. It creeps through the soles or our shoes and oozes into the skin. It hitches a ride on a gleeful red roller coaster and lavishes itself upon our hearts and brains, relishing on the Pleasure it procures and absentmindedly observing the later strikes of Irritation and Stress.
I appears only cured by Determination, a by product the diseases of Want. But Boredom captures us again, enraptures us beyond understanding and ushers us back into Procrastination’s waiting arms. We have no reason to Want, there is nothing for us.
