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.