Embracing procrastination

I have to admit that I’m a serious procrastinator. If I got paid for procrastinating, I’d be a billionaire by now. Maybe in a parallel universe people actually get paid for procrastinating and watching Netflix all day and the hard-working productive people are sent to prison because they don’t care about the no-work-policy of this alternative universe. But I want to be honest with you: I only started writing this blog-post because – please don’t be surprised – I’m procrastinating right now. This is a serious problem and apparently, scientists have discovered that there actually is a procrastination-gene. Lucky me! I decided to embrace my procrastination-gene because watching a whole season of a TV-series in a day definitely is considered to be productive. In my world at least. I’m currently sitting in bed with my laptop writing this blog-post and listening to Franz Ferdinand – Take me out. One thing you should know about me by now is that I’m always listening to music. As long as there is music in the world, I couldn’t possibly be unhappy. Music is art and the existence of art is a reason to be happy. People who don’t like the art you create aren’t necessarily a reason to be unhappy. They simply are stupid. Unless you’re a really bad artist. But assuming you wrote a song/book/story/script/poem/etc. and 2 out of 20 people tell you they don’t like it, then there’s a high chance that the remaining 18 people, who think your piece of art is incredible, are right. You shouldn’t listen to those 2 people who try to bring you down. Listen to your heart. As long as you like what you’ve created, nothing else matters. And I like what I have created. I am going to make an even better piece of art with the help of some of my friends. Creating art instead of doing what you’re supposed to do certainly is being productive. I can only hope everything works out the way I want it to. I believe I can make it happen and as long as I’m confident enough, I can actually make it happen. And so can you! Be confident and always leave your room with a smile in the morning. Pretending to be happy actually makes you feel happier. I believe the universe has a reason for everything, but we sometimes can’t see what that reason is. In the end everything turns out well and if it doesn’t, it’s not the end.

Don’t forget,

I’m the girl who knows it all. xoxo