At the last minute

This is somewhat of a prelude to the future. I have a feeling that the coming week will indeed be very chaotic. I can only hope for the best, but time is seriously running out. Here's a glimpse of the week to come.

A trip is on the horizon,
but so much work is pending.
I think of delaying this work,
but it needs to be done.

I now pay the price,
for all the laziness and the comfort,
the indulgence which made this work incomplete,
and so I sow the seed of chaos.

Everything is done at the last minute,
everything in hurriedly and haphazardly,
and i wonder of things which could have been smooth,
had i not indulged in laziness

A distraction is needed,
so that i can do something.
The days look very hazy,
just like the morning mist on the ground.
I am amazed at the sheer passage of time.

Time flies when things are done,
So, i have to be patient in all this.
This is not good for the future,
but it can be prevented if realized.