I have to get out of bed and run…
half hour more in this cozy bed then-
i will spend, two hours running;
later i´m snoring
Procrastinate
i ate that bait
handed it to myself in a glorified plate
I sit down in front of the computer…
finally, but i don´t feel nothing really specially
o man… screw it, don´t even want to touch the keyboard
my mind is not working creatively, the novel is too much, too hard, forget it,
Laziness
i´m mixed in a world of haziness
becoming even more craziness
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
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