It's ironic, isn't it? You have ambition and drive, yet you find yourself stalling or postponing action on the project due tomorrow morning. Instead of planting yourself in front of the screen, you watch yourself organize your desk, re-arrange furniture or engage in unnecessary cleaning. You call yourself lazy because you can't get motivated despite the looming deadline. But you're not a couch potato because you're being productive. In the back of your mind, you know you're not focused on your priorities, but you stall anyway. "What's going on with me?" you ask. You realize you're procrastinating, and you're getting antsy, catapulted into a swirl of adrenaline and cortisol stew. "Why can't I pull it together?" you grumble. A deadline passes, commitments pile up and your self-talk beats you into smithereens.