Back and forth

[Ashley]

I'm still on my couch and I feel as though procrastination has parked outside my gate. I'm having to choose between doing what's considered to be right - which is tackling my previously stated to do list or sleeping and facing the music of doing so later. The latter seems better (gosh I'm growing up). I may seem crazy but my motivation comes as easy as it leaves, the point is observing how long it last this time.

After about eighteen minutes of eating or what feels like eighteen minutes of eating, I move from the couch and get my butt to the kitchen to wash my plate and put it where the other plates are stored, then I move up to my room and I finally think to myself : I'm crazy. I really am crazy, I move from arguing with Jody, cry after my mom has told me that I'm fooling myself by not realising that I'm not myself (that's what it sounded like) and then I move to my homework after eating and motivating myself.

Something is wrong with me.