“Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.”
It can wait!
And it slips one more day, just one more day. I still have time.
I’ll get to it … really I will.
I have time …
In just a few minutes …
What can wait? What should wait?
It isn’t going to go away.
What is it that you are saying to yourself? Can you wait another day? Is it worth it to wait?
The thought of doing it is so painful at the moment that surely it can wait another day. The energy it takes to even think about doing it now is too much. Where is that energy going to come from?
At some point there is the shock of reality … it has to get done now and there are these other things that have to get done now too … now what?
What’s your deadline?