Preference

It's so much easier to just sit here
Ignoring everything I ought to do;
In theory that's something I always knew,
But now it's true in practice too, I fear.
Indeed, I can't believe it wasn't clear
That I could sit and calmly watch the view
Without moving a muscle, much less two,
And nobody would try to interfere.
Yet when I do, there's something that feels wrong
About my immobility; I seem
To be more eager than I want to be.
And if that laziness goes on to long,
I cannot simple waft into a dream.
I'm not cut out to be a Bartleby.