It's late

I realize that its late. It's late for many things. It's late at night, it's late in the season, it's late for school, it's late for dinner. Why is it that there are so many things to be late for? Why can't anything be early? Sometimes I wonder why. As much as I sit down and think about why, I just wander. I'm never content when I am late. I think about late and it makes me sad. I think of all the things that are late and my tear glands produce a watery substance that contains traces of salt. Why must everything be late? The answer. There is no answer. Nothing ever has to be late. It is so early for many things. It's early in the morning, it's early in the year, it's early for school to start, it's an early dinner in the park, it's never too early to get started. Learn to play the guitar. Learn to swim. Learn to jump 100 feet in the air. It's never too early. I am an 80 year old man and I will learn to run a marathon. I am a fly at the end of his 24 hour lifespan and I will learn to sing "Amazing Grace." I am a golden retriever and I will learn how to be patient. I am a rock and I will learn to be free. Now is the time to begin, not tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day that follows yesterday, which follows the day before that. Everyday is early. There is never late, there is only early.