what goes around comes around

something round, goes around and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round......

get my point?

i know about this. but i always able to deny it. procrastination is always at its most powerful self, getting into full gear when it is at its most destructive moment.

or maybe i have lost it?

i don't know. i just don't know about myself anymore.