unshackled

I am moving from a dormitory room to an apartment. I have been moving from a dormitory room to an apartment for 2 weeks now. Most of my stuff is in the apartment, except for my books, my toothbrush and other such hygienic paraphernalia, and tomorrow’s change of clothes.
Moving usually goes quicker. But the Fates have determined that it should not be so this time. I was faithfully moving my belongings, until I had a vision. I realized at that point that I really did not feel like moving. I would much rather read. It was thus revealed to me that I should burst forth from the prison of responsibility, and walk unfettered into the liberating sunshine of procrastination. Fate that determined that I spend my evenings with books; who am I to argue?
Thus, my belongings lay strewn across the bed and floor of my apartment room. I do not know when this season of neglect shall end. For now, I read.