In this moment, what are you doing? Why are you doing it? Do you know? Have you really examined your behavior? When is the last time you did? I find these questions worth asking. It is all too easy to get lost in either, work, stress, or pure laziness, and accept for ourselves a vaguely satisfying life. A life that at a glance seems fulfilling, but like an iceberg revealing only a fractionally small amount of the truth, if we look closer, we realize that the satisfaction we feel is nothing more than procrastination masquerading as achievement. Most insidious is it's ability to make us feel as though this is not the case. Granting us the sensation of forward momentum, but utterly lacking in true mobility.