There are too many projects
still left to do.
Too many call me
beckoning
Sitting in a growing pile in my mind.
Good projects, just too many in too little time.
Maybe I can check off one percentage of one today.
Maybe another tomorrow.
Maybe I can put aside my fractured motivation and do something.
Apathy.
I blame a severe case of apathy
for my lacking work.
The longer the to do list,
The angrier the apathy.
He is manically uncaring.
Wildly stoic.
He growls. Snoring. Roaring.
As I check one project off, he chuckles,
Motioning to the towering pile.
It teeters.
He grins.
I turn back to my to do list, pen in hand.
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