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Much ado about nothing!

It took a rather nice copy of The Literary Review to rejuvenate the urge to write.
Not that a day passes when i don't think of posting something, but by the time i finally get about writing it, the interest wanes...

But these are just excuses for my laziness and unwillingness to be bound by any compulsions (albeit self imposed)or discipline in life. In fact, much to the chagrin of all and sundry around me, discipline and timeliness are two concepts that i still haven't warmed up to.
No excuses again, i'm just plain lazy and while away more time than anybody else, just walking up and down the house, wondering what i was looking for!
How else can you explain someone waking up by 7-7:30AM and struggling to leave by 8:30-8:45AM for over 3 months now. Where all i have to do is brush, drink a cup o' tea, bath and get dressed, all of which doesn't take more than 25 mins. So the all important question is what do i do in the remaining 35-45 minutes.
Well, err... i just keep thinking what i'm supposed to do next! Quite Simple that isnt it?

Well digressed a long way from the Literary Review...

2 comments:

Runa said...

when would the literary review come?

Unknown said...

what u do in that 35-40 mins

Option A: shit
Option B: think of a certain someone
Option C: curse life for making you get up early
Option D: reminiscenece abt the good ole days full of botany and chemistry