Can't I be and become at the same time?
It is really hard for me to focus today. Opportunity is knocking on the door and I need to get up, get ready and greet it. But so far, I haven't been able to get out of bed. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
I'm not depressed. Far from it. This is a different kind of procrastination – one that swims between ideas of the future and comforts of the present. It's almost as if I live in limbo on the space-time continuum. My life is neither real or material to now or the future. Can you have an existential crisis without a crisis? How is time a real thing beyond the ticking hands of my clock? My does a minute last an hour and an hour a minute. Such abstract notions that guide and punish my life at the same time. Can't I be and become at the same time?
What I need is someone or something to jolt me out of my daze to hear the loud door knock.
"Will Power. I have my cousin with me – Free Will.
She says the choice is yours and she wishes you luck."