Why Not Now, When?


I’ve been dreaming of the streets I want to roam, the adventures my soul imagined and the stories I wish to write.

Whilst dreaming, I’m relaying excuses in my head. Valid questions are raised but they are excuses nonetheless. Do I want to die with the dreams or be creative, and in some cases make comprises, to make them happen?

Then I read the following:

“Life is short. Live it now. And live it with all your strength and passion now. Don’t keep it in reserve against a day you might not have. While the ember is still lit, fan it to flame. Be bold about it, even if your circumstances mean all you have is to love boldly and laugh boldy. Because now is all we have, and these dreams won’t chase themselves.” – David duChemin

I remember my parents who died too young. The regrets uttered throughout the chatter. The daily stories of illness and death. The longings of my friends.