Jon Snow interviews Charlie Brooker on Channel 4 News [x]
YOU KNOW NOTHING, JON SNOW
Procrastination is not typically a function of laziness, apathy or work ethic as it is often regarded to be. It’s a neurotic self-defense behavior that develops to protect a person’s sense of self-worth.
You see, procrastinators tend to be people who have, for whatever reason, developed to perceive an unusually strong association between their performance and their value as a person. This makes failure or criticism disproportionately painful, which leads naturally to hesitancy when it comes to the prospect of doing anything that reflects their ability — which is pretty much everything…
Because it is rewarding on the short term, procrastination eventually takes on the form of an addiction to the temporary relief from these deep-rooted fears. Procrastinators get an extremely gratifying “hit” whenever they decide to let themselves off the hook for the rest of the day, only to wake up to a more tightly squeezed day with even less confidence.
Once a pattern of procrastination is established, it can be perpetuated for reasons other than the fear of failure. For example, if you know you have a track record of taking weeks to finally do something that might only take two hours if you weren’t averse to it, you begin to see every non-simple task as a potentially endless struggle. So a modest list of 10-12 medium-complexity to-do’s might represent to you an insurmountable amount of work, so it feels hopeless just to start one little part of one task. This hones a hair-trigger overwhelm response, and life gets really difficult really easily.
Gotta reblog this again cause it’s painfully relevant to my life
群青淚 (Navy Blue Tears) // 渋谷すばる (Subaru Shibutani)
It’s been so many years since I last listened to this, but it still remains one of my favorite unreleased JE solo songs.
The suffering, the grief,
this cold voice,
the cowardice which I’ve been hiding,
and even the glory of the song that sings of the hopes of tomorrow
have all been shut in
and I can no longer advance.
誰も 何も 愛も この 声も
Everyone, everything, even love, and even this voice
have all been painted over with navy blue tears.
Inflicting hurt, being hurt.
I’m crying out,
but there is no response. [♪]
I don’t get it when people say I wanna go to Europe I mean as a European you gotta be more specific because there’s a major difference between Denmark and Greece so which part of fucking Europe do you wanna go to