I finally finished it. Something that has dragged for months.
My predilection to procrastinate sometimes amazes myself, yet the resolve (or lack of) that keeps my to-do lists perennially familiar is all the more incredible.
The sensation of completing a task you deeply yearned to complete is dulled when you feel like you've already completed it many times, often in the wee hours just before succumbing to rest in the arms of Morpheus.
How many more? How long more?
