I’m sitting here typing slowly and watching repeats of old comedy programmes. There are worse ways of spending an evening – I could be watching the news, for instance. I read something a couple of years ago which recommended avoiding the news for the sake of your mental health. It seems to have worked as I am now happier and without actively seeking out the news I seem to absorb all I need to know.
As I type I drift off from time to time to wash up, browse eBay, read a new poetry book that arrived today, or make cups of tea.
That’s how I’ve managed to spend three hours writing just over 100 words.
From the writing perspective it’s unimpressive. From a procrastination perspective it’s world class.