In Throes of Doing Nothing

I am in the throes of not doing anything right now, and it is irritating to me.
How much longer can I do this?  I sit and stare at all of the things I am not doing.
They overwhelm me. No sense in even getting started, as I would be here for a long time,
And probably not accomplish much anyway.  My mind snaps shut hard, not wanting to
Disappoint itself. 
 
Come on! Yells some inner demon inside my dendrite pile. This is not like you!
But it is like you today! My other dendrite pile screams out, determined to do nothing.
I jump up and run as far away from myself as I can get.
Which is not so very far.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Faulkner Avatar
October 4, 2018 at 3:27 PM
There are days I want to get as far away from myself as I can, too - but you're right it is never far enough!
Krutsinger Avatar
October 5, 2018 at 3:19 AM
Like they say "no matter where you go, there you are."
Kiser Avatar
October 4, 2018 at 7:46 AM
"Come on! Yells some inner demon inside my dendrite pile. This is not like you! But it is like you today! My other dendrite pile screams out, determined to do nothing." Brilliant imagery here. Well done.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 4, 2018 at 8:59 AM
Thank you. My muse and I are bowing with gratitude that one person is reading these missives.
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