They seem to usually know what they’re up to days in advance. Often, they possess the mystical capacity to do things like ‘plan an event’.
I tend to be more of a serial lounger, who procrastinates taking action until some impulse strong enough to pull me out of whatever undeserved sprawl I’m situated in compels me to move.
Four days ago, an impulse like that had me in its grip, so I booked myself a flight … because there’s somewhere I’ve needed to go… and then, the grip loosened, and I went back to lounging, like a cat.
That’s kind of how my life goes, sometimes. An organized person wouldn’t understand.