We've all been there. That nagging feeling/urge/impulse to put off tasks until the last minute, even when we know it will lead to stress/anxiety/chaos. It's like a shadowy figure/sneaky beast/persistent demon procrastinar lurking in our minds, whispering insidious lies/excuses/reasons to delay/avoid/postpone responsibility. But fear not! There are

It's like a cruel joke, this never-ending stack of things staring back at me. Every afternoon, I glare at it with a mixture of fear. My brain shuts down under the burden of it all. Seriously, I'm just not built for this kind of structure. I'm a creative soul at heart, and these strict guidelines are just suffocating me. I know I should just tackle