The Hands Keep Moving

It’s a thief, it drags, it flies by, it heals wounds.  Time.  It passes day by day, minute by minute, second by second.  We all watch it, we all see it differently, but it happens to all of us.

In the last little while I have gained the inside track on this fickle friend that is time.   I thought I had it figured out.  It fooled me again.

Some days I feel like I have it all under control.  Other days, I realize that it was all a lie and time is a cruel creature.  What I do know, is that you cannot wait.  Time will move on without you, and you will miss what ever it was that you were waiting for.  It will never be the “right time”, you will never have everything lined up perfectly;  what will  happen is, you will miss your opportunity,  Time will take it away from you.

Spend time with your friends and family, go on the vacation, buy the new shoes.  Call the girl, kiss the boy, tell that crush how much you like them (no, I will not take my own advice on this one).  Don’t wait until the “timing” is right, it never will be.  Get the new job, go to school, demand better from yourself.

I am the worlds best procrastinator.  I put off every project, assignment, every everything until the last possible second.  I am here to tell you stop.  If something walks into your life and you think it could be good.  Take it.  Don’t wait and think, “if the timing had been right, it would have worked.”  Life is work.  If it is right it will work, work won’t be scary.  That massive exam really IS the light at the end of the tunnel.  That girl really will work with you while your life is in shambles if she is worth it.  If he likes you, he will call/text/show up (so they say, or at least he should).  Don’t wait by the phone, call yourself.  Don’t wait for the last moment to study.  Be prepared.  Don’t wait until your family member is gone to tell them how much they mean to you.  It will be too late.  Time will have stolen them, your time will be up.

Don’t sit back and let time pass you by.  Maybe there’s a good reason Captain Hook is afraid of that ticking, and it’s not just the croc.