"You're lazy,"
My internal thoughts tell me.
I sit
as they try an sell me
the idea.

I look at the walls.
I look at my planner.
I look at the words
I am a pantser.

Writer.
That's what I am.
Writing.
I did what I can
today.

I'm going to do what I want to do.
I'm going to control my thoughts.
I'm going to write a story.
I'm not lazy.