I think I'll try acting

As I sit under the Oregon sun listening to my Lana Del Rey pandora station I procrastinate as hard as possible. All set to start writing my twenty page social policy paper for developmental psychology seminar. As I begin writing about dual language programs and their influence on non-english speakers I fall into character. I become a writer. Drifting, as I type, into the thought of all the other things I'd rather be writing about; my past, my future, the boy who thinks he broke my heart. I want to write. At this moment in time I cant allow myself to fall into that role, my grade depends on it. So I try to become this character, a developmental psychologist interested in improving social policies for English learners. Is this my future? Pretending to be something that seems realistic instead of doing what my heart desires?