These Sunday Mornings

Lazy as a log. Don't want to move out of here.

But so much guilt. So much fear.

I'd rather have a nice time. Gulp a beer.

But no, chores wait. Need to get them clear.

Here I am, fighting my demons
Things to do, over things to dream
A cozy afternoon, is way too costly
I need to get up, get my hands dirty

Pretending that I have a choice 

The List Series. Why I am not Writing

List 2: Why I don't write these days.

As if someone is waiting..

• I am busy. Atleast I claim to be :P
• Dumb friends create no ideas. Blame them
• Internet and its pollution these days. Gawd :P
• Argentina has not won this time.
• World is too boring without the dead Joker of Dark knight
• I sleep too much. Sleeping pills'companies are in losses.
• My boss doesn't pay me for thinking.
• It just occured to me, that i don't care anyways.