I keep making excuses for my lack of productivity. You know, I live in Toronto, Canada; it's cold in winter, so naturally I "hibernate." This, in turn, somehow leads to procrastination - doh?
They say the road to recovery begins with the admission that you have a problem. This particular problem has been a part of my life for eons. In fact, I joke about it often. Here's to hoping that my public declaration will be an affirmation to the obligation I have - to myself - to "be all that I can be..."
"I've been waiting for tomorrow all of my life..." - no more