it's too late.

Imagine it's too late.

You time is limited, your breaths are numbers, your luck has run out. Time has somehow passed by and you're at the end of this lifetime.

It's a powerless and real thought. Just pause for a moment to put this in perspective. Think about how infuriated you feel when your boss makes a decision for you, when you get lost, or you have to wait on something for an hour or two.

Then multiply that feeling by an gazillion. That's how you might feel when you're lying on your death bed wishing you didn't lead a sucky and uneventful life.

So don't worry about waiting for life to find you. Go find it. Live it and love those around you.

Don't wait until that last moment, when it might be too late.