I have alot of work to do. But I rarely feel like doing it. To me, work doesn't seem like work until it is due the next day. That is called procrastination. One sin that could destroy a person's life. If one's life revolved around work. Of course, one could also live off leaves in the forest, running wild. But we people can't do that anymore. So work is important.
I am supposed to be working on my illustration project, and maybe studying for a quiz. But I am horribly sidetracked. With writing. When I have so many different projects going at once, it is extremely difficult to do each one well. But then, in this life, we have so many things to distract us. We have so many options, have to make so many decisions, that we - I, am boggled by how much we have.
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