Dear procrastination,

You are slowly, but surely, ruining my life. For 20 years I have tried to destroy this habit of mine. The whole idea of being able to go to bed before 2 am, spending more time on assignments, and not walking around campus like a zombie is appealing.

Other times, however, I appreciate you. I like living for deadlines and putting things off as much as possible. In high school, the quote I wrote for my yearbook was ‘Procrastination is merely enjoying life…up until now.’ Most of the time, I agree with this.

Today, however, was not a good situation. Deciding to apply on Monday for an internship, for which the application is due tomorrow, was not good. I spent the last few days frantic: getting letters of recommendations, meetings to go over my cover letter, requesting transcripts. By the time I had it all together, there was barely enough time to mail it. Sprinting to the post office is not my idea of fun. I was late to work, sweating in thirty degree weather, and still unsure if it will get in by the deadline.

So tonight I’m going to bed with the goal of ending my habit. Perhaps it will last the rest of the semester, or even just a week. It might not even last through tomorrow. But that’s ok…I can always put it off till next week.

Your faithful client,
CMS