betterway2be.life

I have always had Olympic levels of procrastination. As in god’s of Olympus, not some mortal competitive athlete. Tasks feel like they have a forcefield around them – and the closer you get to it, the stronger the repulsion. Two strong magnets of the same pole – can’t touch it. It’s one of the big reasons I bombed out of my first degree in spite of the valiant and compassionate efforts of Dr Maurice Gallagher – my ‘Director of Studies’ as Edinburgh Uni liked to call them. I could not hold a human being in higher regard. Which makes it quite bizarre that I haven’t written to him to tell him about my successful second degree in the last 11 years. Procrastination. Not just a river in Africa. Oh, no.

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