On a soft mattress I lay, My head cradled by the soft pillow. I stare up. Up at the plain white ceiling Centered with a fan at medium speed. I count the number of rotation Only to loose count.
Wander from distractions- From one place to another. Mind empty. But so many random thoughts?
Books strewn across the bed. I should be reading them. But here I am staring at the plain ceiling. Whom should I talk? No one here? Or maybe they are busy? I have chosen to be out of work.
So many creative inspirations! A dance item to a mystical land. To write about a princess to dream about universe, I keep on pondering over. Time flies and it's dinner time. Dinner time and nothing is done. Tomorrow a start or...?
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For Procrastination! I literally did that for the entire day. Well for me moving to a new place again and again and then travelling so much doesn't make it easy to get back to my usual self. I haven't been studying the way I used to for 3-4 days due to constant shifting and all of that and that is making me so guilty.
