I have two, three, four…I can’t remember anymore to do everyday. They are all running on my mind, but instead I keep on procrastinating. My bed is still unmade. I’m all wet, I need to go to the bathroom and my apple cinnamon cereal is still half finished. It is 2:21 in the afternoon, and I really need to rush to the bathroom and get ready for the gym. Anthony will be home soon. I am all mess and my credit is a mess too. I don’t want to procrastinate anymore. I feel like I’m a piece of junk.
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