"Rise!" quoth the raven. "The hour is late!"

But the sun was warm, and a world of beguiling thoughts swirled in my head. So I paid him no mind.

"Why do you lie here, when destiny is yours to write? Seize the pen, take control!"

But I was lazy. I closed my eyes and fell into slumber.

When I awoke, he was still there.

"Shake off this lethargy before it is too late! Stop wasting precious time!"

I still have time, thought I. There is no rush.

"Why are you allowing these chances to slip through your fingers?"

But I answered him nothing. There is no need. He already knows the answer.