What role does procrastination play in your life?
No dilly dally As I write this essay, I stare at a blank page while it stares back at me. A million thoughts running through my head, but no words to speak of. A still page with impatient fingers ready to type, but a mind that shuts down any and every idea. The desire to check my notifications, listen to music, or play games lay nearby like a looming storm cloud arriving on a sunny day. Anything but writing the essay suddenly becomes so much more interesting and important. I understand what needs to be done, but my body is unwilling to comply. That is a feeling I know all too well, but I am helpless to stop it. I had a bad case of the procrastination disease as of late. My mom had been pushing me to sign up for a summer camp I'd been on the fence about for some time. I had gotten to the point that almost every day she would ask, “Have you applied for it yet?” and my answer would always be the same: “Not yet”. One day, I finally gave in and started...