Outdoor seating seen from morning bus commute

Time keeps slipping through my fingers. The days feel grey with low clouds and hardly any sunshine; the night sleeps by so fast; and in between too much television and not enough energy.

I'm not sure if I'm a spring ready to release all my plans, or stuck in a self denying, procrastination loop.

... maybe the later seeing as I just spent the last four minutes drumming my fingers on the 'home' keys of this keyboard.

Can you tell the difference between pending and procrastinating?