Worst Procrastination Story

I think I do. I can segue into different topics when I talk to people long enough. Like describing how something complicated works and then sidetracking to smaller, yet equally important things.

It's probably prevented me from reading things at a sustained pace, though it's nothing so bad that sheer willpower won't cure.

I guess the adrenaline high from procrastinating is my response to focusing.

 

At first I thought the thread title was: Worst Prostitution Story

 

I love procrastination stories. I wonder if Stephen Hawking has any good ones.

 

Not that I know of. Generally, I don't have any real issue staying focused on things. It's just in situations like that, which is why I've always found it odd.