Just an Idea, Maybe

I am contemplating the possibility of thinking about the idea of the notion, perchance of the likelihood, of beginning to write a novel at some point in the near to far future. That I may perhaps, someday discover the feasibility and even the gumption to proceed with such an ambitious and yet undetermined project with all the wherewithal and resourcefulness I can conjure inside this little pea-picking pickled brain inside this hollow cranium. Upon reflection and much musing, (maybe too much musing) I find procrastination a productive and worthwhile approach to forego the possibility of contemplating such an endeavor.