“ It was my second week working at the paper where I began my editorial position. The company made aware when I started that the only reason I secured the job is that one publisher enjoyed my blog and thus vouched for me, even though they were overstaffed and under budget. The nature of my position evoked a lot of care, which in my head was pretty synonymous with anxiety. This Friday morning was the fifth time since I began the job that I’d thrown myself into a premature morning routine.” I wrote that in a story that you can read here , 1 year before I snagged a job for that exact reason. It was by no means and accident. I wrote myself into a character that I believed I could become and I think that it shifted my reality to create a fictional space where I existed as a man that I’d like to become. That’s one shortcut to my procrastination, I’ll call it precrastinating. Often, I’ll write about what I want to do before I ever do it. Sometimes, like here, as a long term goa...