Procrastination is sure a funny thing. All day I long to crawl into bed, yet as night falls and midnight nears, I develop an attachment to this stupid box that I already spend 10 hours staring at each day. My eyelids get heavy, my body is exhausted and still I cannot force myself to make my way to the bed I so longed for just 3 hours ago. There's really no importance to this post. I'm just procrastinating because I have a lot of work to do before bed but would rather sit here and write about nothing.