Letter To Procrastination
Thanks to your visit today, I lowered my storage on my gmail account from 78% to 74% (this took HOURS), I did two loads of laundry (hurray), did some tidying up the place and ALL the dishes in the sink, binged on some mindless youtube rabbit hole, cleaned my desktop, posted a photo on Instagram (a tedious task, for sure), ran long-awaited errands, scheduled dentist appointment, vet appointment, physical therapy appointment because - well - I have health insurance so why not? Did Day 9 of a 30 day yoga challenge online with my beau and yoga partner, spent some useless time jumping between Clubhouse and Greenroom social media audio apps, listened to an entire podcast series about 'Mommy Doomsday', listened to some of my crush 'Conspirituality podcast', looked up mid-century homes on Zillow that I cannot afford because a girl can dream, read synopsis of Operas because it's awesome, brushed my teeth TWICE and it's not even dinner time, and even played a fun association game.
Thanks to your unabashed presence today - I did all that.
A day of rest from something, is a full day of - well, something else. Somethings. And I gotta say - I had FUN going with your flow today, I indulged in you, I soaked you in. With no shame, and no guilt. And for that - I am thankful.
But with all that you gave me, dear Procrastination, you also took something away:
I didn't write.
'Thou give it, and thou take it away...'
The gift is the punishment, isn't that so, Procrastination?
Until the next time you'll be on my path...
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In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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