Too many distractions during the day. An alternative opportunity is presented unexpectedly. Old dreams and aspirations resurface. It’s hard to focus on the task at hand. What do I want to do with my life?
These doubts are causing me to procrastinate, but I’ve made a pact with a friend, so I burn the midnight oil. Midnight turns to 1 AM. 2 AM. 3 AM. 4 AM. I’ve typed slowly, but I’ve made progress. Despite whatever else may be going on in my head, I will be done by Sunday.