Open Letter to Mr P

 

Dear Mr P (aka Mr Procrastinator),

No doubt, you will not want to hear what I’m going to say to you but hear it you will and hear it you must.

I am breaking up with you!

I no longer wish to entertain you in my life. I no longer wish to listen to your suggestions that I put off the things I want, or should do today, until a more convenient time.

I listened in the past because your suggestions accorded with how I was feeling at the time, because your counsel fitted in with my mood but you have been a deceitful so-and-so and I have now become wise to your games, to your intentions. I’ve also had a chat to some of your former girlfriends and even to your current mistresses! You unscrupulous cad!

They say procrastination is the thief of time.  Mr P, you certainly have proven the truth of that saying because you have robbed valuable years from my life.

I’ve been putting up with your deception for years. In fact I’ve faithfully listened to you for decades. I foolishly agreed to your suggestions—to not write that story, or article, or begin that draft, or pursue a writing career NOW because, as you so helpfully pointed out, there is plenty of time.

But that time has now gone and over the weeks, months, years and even (I’m ashamed to admit) decades, I’ve only now woken up to the fact that this wasted time is never going to come back. I have squandered opportunities.

Well no more!

I want you to pack your bags and leave!

Yes. This very instant.

I just cannot put up with your pernicious ways any longer. Although I’ve given years to you, I now find out that I am not the only one to whom you’ve been dispensing your favours. I feel such a fool.

So goodbye Mr Procrastinator and good, good riddance!

Is that crocodile tears I see?

Save it! You can’t fool me.

Go look for another poor unsuspecting sucker. But you can take it from me that I’ll be spreading the news far and wide about you.

I shall write articles exposing your shenanigans. I shall take an advert out in the Huffington Post. I shall name and shame you. By the time I’ve finished, you’ll have no option but to go into hibernation until a new breed, or another generation of unsuspecting writing novices grow up and take you into their bosom.

Out! Out I say and take your bags of deception and pack of lies with you!

Yours disgustedly,

The Enlightened Lady Cee

 

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“Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone”
― Pablo Picasso

 

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