I did not write this post on a Monday. I didn’t write it on (or even close to) New Year’s. It wasn’t on my birthday or any other personally significant day. Not a weekend. Not even the beginning of the day.
I wrote this in the middle of the week, about mid-morning. I’d already had my coffee and bagel. I’d already started my normal routine. I was far enough into my daily schedule that I’d already begun to feel disappointed by some of the choices I’d made earlier in the morning.
You are living as if destined to live forever; your own frailty never occurs to you; you don’t notice how much time has already passed, but squander it as though you had a full and overflowing supply….You act like mortals in all that you fear, and like immortals in all that you desire.
The time is now.
There isn’t a good day to start anything. The first of the month is just a number. “Next week” is only an excuse. The weekend won’t give you more time than you already have today. (Seriously, how many days will you give up, waiting for the weekend to arrive?) If it’s worth doing, do it now.
You can’t perfect something that doesn’t exist, so take the first step toward your dream immediately, even if you don’t have all the plans in place. Start now, so you’ll have something to perfect tomorrow. If it’s worth doing right, then do it right now.
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