I’ve only put it down now in the hopes of doing what it is I really need to be doing, only to find my attention drawn by yet another black, black hole. I glance to where the book is lying on the bed, pink panda bookmark holding my place barely 1/3 of the way in and wonder, since I’m not actually accomplishing anything…
But ALAS! I throw a melodramatic hand to my forehead; I cannot allow myself to be swayed by such obvious temptation.
I giggle at my own foolishness as Shindo picks up a rock and spits it at the wall of his tank as if to say, “Since you’re procrastinating anyway, mind procrastinating me some dinner?”
Oh to be slave to a fish.