Goon gone :)

How 'bout picking 'em pieces pronto!!

Procrastination has become innate in me now. With time rushing by through me like this, I am but left trying to pick up the pieces.

This is no literary genius material I'm ranting. This is pain relief for me. My dose of sanity reverberating in these cracks. I write because my head can't take the amount of thoughts that run through incessantly 24/7 , cliched and time-bound as this might sound to expert and avid readers' ears and sights.

My time is limitless and yet there is constant knocking and pounding of doors here there everywhere. I am in a rush - 'least in my head I am!!

My head hurts - literally. Ben staring at my screen farming - that's how productive I am yes!!

Not looking for miracles to happen here me, but a pot of gold doing this sure sounds way better than the damning urge to risk mental defecation of useless thoughts into actions 'unlimited'.

Immortalized herein my "rehabilitated" lies :)