procrastination

i have eight tabs open on my computer.

i counted.

it heightens the anxiety rising in my chest about the oncoming due dates.

but scarily enough, that anxiety is drowned out by the numbness i feel inside.

pure, unadulterated numbness.

will i get a bad grade?

the more the clock ticks…

tick

maybe.

tick

most likely.

tick

most definitely.

i’m writing this to distract myself from the eight tabs open on my computer.

maybe they’ll go away if my fingers keep typing.

maybe they’ll go away if my brain keeps thinking of new words to write.

maybe everything will go away if i focus on this one drabble right now.

maybe everything would go away if i actually did my work and didn’t procrastinate.

nah.