Procrastination is my life. I put off everything. Currently, I’m procrastinating heavily on my writing. Mostly because I know that the minute I sit down to write, I’ll get interrupted. And cleaning, but that’s all the time. I hate to clean. I’d rather have my fingernails removed one by one. But it’s a must do. At least every once in awhile. I’m procrastinating on yard work. I find that I have lots of excuses for not doing the things I should be. But that is what they are – excuses. If I really wanted to do it, I would make time for it.
I decided the best way to represent time passing is a rose from beginning to end.
hotographers, artists, poets: show us TIME.