“We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood — it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, “Too late.”
Martin Luther King Jr.

There are so many reasons you don’t move forward like you want to. So many fears that make action just a little bit out of reach. So many soft surfaces and warm feelings that keep you fat and happy… just a little bit longer.

Those perilous risks will always be there. The cold comfort of mediocrity will never stop calling. The torrent of reasons not to act will rush headlong against you for the rest of your life.

No one looks back and thanks their lucky stars that they played it safe. In retrospect everyone including you will look back and regret not taking risks.

Imagine yourself as an elderly person on a park bench, thinking back to this moment. Imagine feeling the regret of having had the opportunity as a young man or woman to grab life and live the hell of it, but letting that opportunity slip away into the deluge of life’s fears and temptations.

If only I could go back for one moment, you think, to tell myself: go live it, don’t wait. Do it now, or you will grow to old age with regrets in your heart and not enough time to make it right.

Wish granted: here’s the second chance you yearned for on that park bench. Don’t wait for regret to hit. Come back to this moment, right now, and grab it.