This evening I found the music department open. I was lucky because it was already 10 pm and piano lesson was to be already the next day. Needless to say by then I should have perfected my peace.

Everything seemed to be going well for the first 20 minutes, however first signs of procrastination started to appear: playing around with the keyboard and doing everything else except trying to get the notes right.

I decided that I needed a piece of chocolate. I haven't eaten anything sweet all day and definitely deserved a reward for my 20 minutes of hard work. I checked the pockets – 55 pens were there. Just what I needed.

But – unlucky me – the music department appeared not to have even a single vending machine. A contrast to the library were they are making millions by abusing human weekneses.

Unsuccessful in my sweet pursuit I ended up in the toiled – at least some excuse to have a break.

Suddenly I remembered what I was thinking the other day, while working at the till in the shop. Oh why,oh why I so often procrastinate, when I have all the resources to work and not even a slightest reason not to. I looked at the situation I was in. I had time, I wasn't hungry, I was in one of the best music facilities in the country, nobody was interrupting me, I was motivated to learn piano. Why would I be lazy t do. I am lucky, I might have been doing a night shift in the shop, I might have been busy, ill, or not have neither money nor time, or the possibility to have access to the piano at all – real problems . Why ruin myself even in a lucky situation just because of some stupid laziness, something which can be overcome, which is irrational. No. I went back and almost completed learning my peace. Almost, because it got really late and I needed to go to sleep.