A Break-up

An Unfinished Story

Hello Busyness,

I just wanted to tell you that I do not appreciate how not so busy you’ve kept me these past few weeks. I hate to break it you, but this thing, you and I, isn’t working for me. I’m not getting anything done. You know the last chapter we wrote, chapter nine I think, or was it ten? Well, it’s been so long that I don’t recall. I showed up at different hours of the day and night to create, but you, you were nowhere in sight. You have not met up with me for months. That’s why I’ve stopped writing.

Someone took your place. Do you recall, Nothing, that strange fellow that looks like Rip Van Winkle? You know, the one who sits at the corner? Well, he brought me coffee and kept me company as I waited for you. It doesn’t feel good to be abandoned like this. I’m beginning to think it’s my fault. But I know better. Yet questions swim in my head. Why did you leave? Did I do something wrong? What did I not do? Where have you gone? Will you return?

Anyway, since you haven’t been present in my world, my unwanted lost friend, Procrastination, moved in. To be perfectly truthful and you can tell her if you like, I don’t care for her style, not at all. She comes in saying, “We’ll have so much fun now that your boyfriend hasn’t come around.” We played games, watched movies, looked up friends in social media. Rabbit Trail and Intrigued come over and hang out with us. When they show up, hours pass like minutes. 

It isn’t that I didn’t have fun but it’s not giving me anymore of that thrill it did in the beginning. I’ve been telling Procrastination that my guy friend, Fitness, who needs a project subject, invited me to help him out. I’ve been working on being punctual on a regular basis to this job, but even that is not long lasting. It just a bunch of bull-sweat. 

So therefore, I’m writing this note to tell you, that I’m leaving you for good. I’m going to be calling on my   friend, Reliance, who pushes me off cliffs. Which I seem to be on one right now. I need to jump off and fly. I need to arrive at my aunt’s, Accomplishment’s place to finish my story. Or I’m afraid, I’ll find myself going back and asking Procrastination for advice on how to join her new favorite miniseries, Tic-Tok. At least I’ll start something new.

For now, I’ll sip my coffee and keep Nothing company as we share this moment of nothingness.

Good-bye Busyness, it was sweet while it lasted. 

Your X-girlfriend, Unaccomplished 

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