.kill me, and I'll rise again.

Am I procrastinating? Not too sure.
I wonder how many of those out there are in the exact position as I am now.
It's killing me.
I have this impetuous desire to actually start packing my bag, buy a ticket and start exploring.
The inner me is imploringly urging me to do something.
Again, it's killing me.

Well, well.
Despite the constant postponement, my faith is still intact.
*fingers-crossed*