Carpe that mother… diem

We spend an awful lot of time passively assuming we’ll live forever. What I mean by that? Well… binge watching TV, or scrolling through various newsfeeds on social media. Staring at pictures from people we don’t know on Instagram. A movie marathon involving a series of movies we don’t even like that much.

We build this intricate web of routines. We do the same things over and over again. We want comfort. We want safety. We want certainty.

But we also crave adventure.

How many things have you already postponed for tomorrow?

How many plans have you exiled to a distant future? When you’ll be ready, when you’ll feel like it, when you’ll have the money, the connections,  the time, the courage?

Are you truly living the moment?

Or are you just thinking about the past? Daydreaming? Imagining stuff that you think will never happen and that only breaks your heart?

How many hours a day do you waste?

How many dreams do you push away because you are afraid? Because you keep telling yourself that there’s time.

Mark my words: there no such thing as time.

It’s a human concept. It’s in our imagination.

Are you absolutely certain tomorrow will come?

The sun will rise again, yes, but maybe not for you?

Let’s not cry about it. Huddle in a corner and hope for the best.

Let’s just think about it.

You think you have time, but there’s no certainty when it comes to that.

I tell you this from my own experience.

Because you know when you realize how fragile everything is? How you wasted so much time on meaningless things, meaningless people, meaningless conversations, and binge watching the hell out of Netflix?

When your world gets spin off its axis.

When you feel this urgency growing inside your chest.

When you feel like dying, when you are afraid to take the next step because it may be your last, that’s when you realize that you cared about the wrong things.

You actually thought you could live forever. That tomorrow is guaranteed.

And now you’ve run out of tomorrows.

Think about it.

Time waits for not man.

And neither should you.

Do what you want, before it’s too late. Don’t wait, don’t overthink it. Just go for it.

Don’t take time for granted. You’ll regret it. More than you can imagine.

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2 thoughts on “Carpe that mother… diem

  1. Time can, however, be a blessing. You might have time to get it together, to make amends, to follow that line of thought to its final station. Time can be worked with, worked through. Sometimes, there is relief in time.

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