Procrastination when studied closely can be a beautiful thing, a parallel with patience, a companionable friend; a revealer of the true pattern already, we are surprised to find, caught within us: acknowledging, for instance, as a writer, that before a book can be written, most of the ways it cannot be written must be tried first, in our minds - on the blank screen, on the empty page, or staring at the bedroom ceiling at four in the morning. Procrastination enables us to taste the single malt essence of our own reluctance.
