It starts with the housemate who orders the mother's day gift, or the birthday present for a second cousin law.
Then, the day begins to wind down. It requires a moment of silence. A moment where procrastination desires to develop into a tangible beast. You have to sense it. You have to be aware. You have to listen to the calling.
You don't understand at first, but a part of you guides you into a state of supreme understanding about the nature of the world. You don't fight it anymore. You just let it overpower your ordinary mundane senses. Your harness this new... Creative energy...
And waste an entire evening making polyester models.
Because why not?
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