Next life

“Maybe in the next life.”

No. Not next life. Not next year. Not tomorrow.
Now. Do it now. Do it tired. Do it depressed. Do it.

The problem is, you think you have time. You think you will wake up tomorrow. You think you got till 80. You think you have a next life. And another after that. Ad infinitum. That is the problem.

If this is it, if you have only one last life left, and only one last decade, year, or even week remaining, what would you do differently? I don’t believe you would stay the same, just living out your habits and routines, drifting through life till the next weekend, next paycheck, next vacation.

If now mattered like your hair catching fire, there is no “Maybe in the next life”. There’s only action, in the immediate present.

“Maybe in the next life.”
Maybe right here, right now.