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The Zen Art of the Overburdened

April 5, 2013

I have a problem, and I don’t believe it’s unique to just me.

 

There have been many cases over the past few months when I have had the good fortune to have only one project or assignment due at point in time.

 

However, whenever I am in that enviable position, my latent procrastinator genes kick in, (who am I kidding, they aren’t latent at all!) and I put it off until the last possible moment. I willingly enter the equivalent of a knife fight for literally no reason at all.

 

Will I get my work done? Will it get in on time? Just how late of a night are you willing to have? How much sleep can you sacrifice?

 

Today, I paid that price.

 

I fell asleep on the bus coming in to school today. I awakened just in time to catch my transfer bus, but in my sleep-deprived stupor, I neglected to bring along my bag! No one noticed me leave it behind, or perhaps just didn’t care enough to tell me if they did. Perhaps this is karmic retribution for accidentally not holding the door open for a completely able and spry retiree yesterday, who was so enraged at my lack of manners that he followed me to my next bus stop and cussed me out.

 

I engaged my tried-and-true method of ignoring people in public (read: iPhone) and he got bored and left.

 

Perhaps he was on the bus with me today. Perhaps he was sitting right behind me. I wouldn’t know, as I mentioned previously, I was asleep. Perhaps he spotted me leave my bag behind, but said nothing out of petty, marginally-deserved spite. I may never know.

 

What I do know is that I didn’t get to hand in my totally sick mock-up of a coupon page from one of those coupon books you can buy from schools and scout groups.

 

Maybe I’m missing the point here. Maybe the lesson should be “do your damn work ahead of schedule, even/especially if your schedule is free.”

 

I think I’ll stick with blaming the old man for now. After all, one point of data does not a graph make!

 

Besides, Dark Souls isn’t going to beat itself.

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