sad...

Stuck to my desk just now is the following handwritten note to myself:

A, you SERIOUSLY have to work efficiently over the next two weeks & get BOTH drafts written

I'm referring to two stories I have to write about the projects I visited in Bangladesh and India in October. And I am excruciatingly aware of how sad this is (writing myself such a note). It's also spectacularly unsuccssful: I've been procrastinating all bloody day.

And I don't know why I emphasised "written".

It's hopeless ... without the pressure of a looming deadline I'm useless – but I can't stand the stress that comes with tight deadlines.