Can’t think….
My stomach hurts.
Wish I had motivation to actually do my school work.
Ever since I can remember I have been a procrastinator.
Thinking back to the second grade I remember sitting there with my homework in front of me feeling the same way I do now; only then my excuse was that I couldn’t read, when I knew I could.
Now I don’t even have an excuse.
It’s just an unexplained phenomenon that hinders me from completing my work even when every resource necessary is available to me.

Can’t think….
My head is swimming with unrelated thoughts.
Wish I had the ability to concentrate on any one thing.
Ever since I can remember I have been a procrastinator.
Thinking back to church last week I remember sitting there with the preacher in front of me feeling the same way I do now; only then I was asking God to answer me why, when I knew only I could.
Now I haven’t got an answer.
It’s still just an unexplained phenomenon that hinders me from completing my work even when every resource necessary is available to me.

Can’t think….
My philosophical mind pauses.
Wish I had the insight to actually identify this hindrance.
Ever since I can remember I have been a procrastinator.
Thinking back to when I started this passage I remember sitting there feeling the same way I will later; that I would never accomplish progress, when I know I will.
Now I have made progress.
But it’s still just an unexplained phenomenon that hinders me from completing my work even when every resource necessary is available to me.