Is hesitation an instinct that protects us, or is it a demon that hates when we take action? Or is it … Oh, it’s you!
Hello, fear, my old friend, are we to have this chat again? All those years of fear, and here we are on the same precipice with the same doubts and the same paralysis and the same psychoanalysis.
And all the many pauses and hemhawses and chances that passed for not taking them — “It’s not the things you did that you’ll regret, it’s the what you didn’t do when you could.” Ain’t it the truth.
But moping over lost time is yet another hesitation, another moment lost to fear and indecision, and “there always will be time” is a lie. “You’ve got plenty of time” is a lie. Standing here talking and thinking and worrying and regretting is not doing it, either.
Don’t just sit there; do something.
Get over “If only I’d done something when I had the chance,” because you didn’t and that’s that. But now? When you have this chance?
Don’t just sit there; do something. Do what you can, do all you can, while you can.