Otra Vez.

I just keep on putting things for tomorrow. And for the next tomorrow. And for the tomorrows after that. I just keep on stalling. On delaying.

On being lazy.
Or being afraid.
Or being both.
Or neither.

I just keep on saying that I'll do things
Some other time.
Hoping I can do them all good and well.

Work and everything else.
Including that.

I need to stop stalling and decide and move and work ASAP. Define ASAP? I'm not sure.