A Cup of Coffee

Every morning I start my day with a cup of coffee. My brain works without the caffeine but my procrastination kicks in when the dose of caffeine was missed. So usually I try to have a hot coffee in the morning.



I am having trouble with the career routing that I am doing lately. Reassesing ones career is like turning upside down a dusty, old bed. You get to find missing pieces under the bed, forgotten stuff stashed there accidentally during drunkeness and sometimes you get to find old memoirs of yesteryears...dusty and old.

To keep the procrastination from taking over my limp brain while doing my major cleaning, I try to have my dose of addictive coffee: to keep me awake, to keep me going.



Here is the problem, as you try to grab your coffee mug to get that freshly brewed coffee you noticed how old and chipped that old battered mug that is your favorite. You see stains on the inside: both of coffee and soda. (you realized that you are sustituting coffee with soda).

And your list of things to do gets longer and longer: your original plan of cleaning that old stuff in your bed became a complex one. The objective of merely cleaning was defeated. From just removing the dust and changing the sheets, you find yourself cleaning your mug, removing the stain, updating your list of resolutions (no more soda for 2008) and filing stuffs under the bed.

Like dusting, my career path planning became complex that the part of the brain functioning for that purpose stalled. It just stopped on planning because the thoughts are too painful. There are so many things that needs to be done that even an addictive coffee can not kick out the procrastination.

Well, i still need to grab that cup of coffee.

Now.