I’d like to preface this by saying that this article was written at a Starbucks alongside a Venti Pumpkin Spice Latte approximately thirty minutes before it was due to be submitted for editing.

There are some of us in this world who see an opportunity, strive for it, and achieve it in a timely manner. To those of you who possess this quality, I envy you. Do not get me wrong, I am ambitious, but motivation is the area in which I seem to be lacking. I am not the type of person who wakes up early assuming that I will be ready to leave for school at the time I am supposed to. Instead, I knowingly wake up with the understanding that I am guaranteed to be leaving fifteen minutes later than the time I had planned. This is how it always happens. I start projects with the full intention of completing them in one sitting, yet I often find myself reaching for the phone to make plans when I am well aware that I have work that needs to be done. I wander aimlessly to my purse, grab my keys, and before I know it I’m in my car, driving far away from my laptop, ready to do anything completely unrelated to my tasks at hand. I am a procrastinator, full of drive and potential that tends to get redirected by a lack of focus. I tell myself that I will successfully complete my work, and it always gets done, just… not in the ideal way. If you’re a procrastinator, it goes without saying that you know where I’m coming from.

It is often said that procrastinators are lazy, careless, and obtain no sense of direction in life. As this may seem to be a legitimate assumption, I am here to tell you that this statement is quite contradictory to the truth. As I procrastinate far too often, it feels as though I come face to face with the pressures of timing on a daily basis. I often fear that I will not complete an assignment on time, or that I will clock in to work just minutes after I am supposed to. Yet, I have found that the weight procrastination bestows upon me make me a more efficient worker. I know it sounds crazy, but there are some of us that simply work better under pressure. Oddly enough, I find that as much as I do procrastinate, I have yet to submit a late assignment within the mere five days of my college career. I am proud to say that this past weekend, I was able to clock in to work on time ALMOST every day despite working around a brief trip out of town. I am making the best of my way of life as a procrastinator, although I remain unsure of the challenges this burden will next present me with.

I find myself constantly wondering if my life would be less stressful if I could simply make a schedule, get on task, and regulate my days. Yet, in the true spirit of procrastination, I know it will be too difficult. I’ll just worry about it later.