The Diary of an Escapist

Another weekend and yeah this time, I kept my promises! I woke up early, went to see the sunrise at the lake, came back and had a good healthy breakfast. I too even decided to clean all the mess that I've created in my room and I really did it! Also washed all my clothes, even the bedsheet! And it really did cheer out the place. Yeah, it is going to be a good day. So then I decided to reward myself. I usually do it. You do something good: You reward yourself! Simple. And yet the most effective idea. Listen to your favourite playlist, buy yourself an ice-cream, or just appreciate yourself. Why go hard on yourself every time. A simple gesture will work. I ordered Pizza! I was happy. A simple thought, yet a deep one! Why would you ever go hard on yourself? Why ever would you lose all hope on yourself and keep sinking in the ocean of regrets and keep escaping all the actions you'd have taken to make things right. Well, I guess it's the easy way. Just escape! that's my ...

4th of February, Sunday. I came to my senses and woke up around 2:10 pm, I hate Sundays...Oh yes! I did. I still do! Procrastinating all week, "Oh, I'll wash all my clothes on Sunday!" or "I am going to wake up early and will go to see the sunrise at the lake" or "My room stinks like hell but there is  THE SUNDAY two days from now, I am going to clean it up all then!" and lots of stuff too. And it's Sunday now! and I have to DO all of it now. Shit! But there was this one more thought that kept wobbling in my mind about Sunday all that weak that I need to have one more story till Sunday. I had none!  My room was a mess. A thought came that I'll clean it up on Sunday! God Dammit! It is the Sunday! I came to peace with me and decided to do it next Sunday! For sure! Like I took an oath with myself. I am going to do it on next Sunday. Another thought, "No story yet!" I screamed to myself. This is not good at all.  I got up from my ...