Stagnant Living

I am victim of a terrible habit that try as I might, refuses to be broken. That habit is this; I am constantly, persistently, and impatiently waiting for the rest of my life to start. The unfortunate thing about it all is that I'm perfectly aware that it has already started and that the only thing holding me back is myself. I know that I am not alone in this curse. I know that I am not the only one sitting idly by, twiddling their thumbs, and waiting. The only thing preventing us from living the life we want to be living is our own determination. We are all victims of circumstance. No one is exempt from misfortune, it simply manifests itself in different ways. I am to blame for the stagnancy of my life. I am to blame for the wasted minutes, hours, days. We are forever finding excuses for ourselves. "I'm waiting till I know for sure." "I'm waiting until the right moment." I hate to be the barer of bad news but, that moment is never coming. Never. Its not. What separates those who have and those who have not, is that they didn't miss their moment waiting around for a better one. As of right now, I'm sitting comfortably in mediocrity and half content here. I'm waiting until the fall because that's when I told myself my life would turn itself around. Only thing is, I know that I'm lying to myself. Life doesn't turn itself around. We turn our lives around. We sit up high on our pedestals, in our ivory towers, waiting for something to happen to us because since we were children we were told to "hang on a minute!" or to "just be patient." or "we're almost there just wait!" Enough. I say, enough. We are capable of creating our own agency. We are capable of creating and shaping the lives we wish we were living, if only we stop waiting for someone else to come along and do it for us.