Day-Eating-Being

“You seem to fear me don’t you?

It’s okay. I’m accustomed to it. Those who notice me, are always afraid.

I’ll collect your minutes, I’ll add to my pile. The more time you waste, I’ll collect it all.”

It’s one of my biggest fears, the waste of time and potential. The thought that a ‘thing’ is collecting my time, picking up my hours, minutes and seconds -collecting them all. Picking up every day that I waste.

Can you imagine? Once the day changes, it’s stolen. 24 hours of new history, where you cannot change or achieve anything in that time, ever again?

Call me mad, and I hate-to-break-it-to-you – but the ‘day-eating-being’ is real, even if you don’t see it.

So regardless if I told you, or you knew of it already, or you simply don’t care- I still have something to tell you.

You were put on this earth, to do what you love, to leave your years of existence and handprints where you choose, but only the way you choose. To chase what you want to do with your days and minutes, not wasting a day. I can safely tell you, you weren’t put here to be miserable and give control of your happiness to others. I think we just stumble into these lapses when we think far off into the future, rather than simply thinking about ‘tomorrow’. It’s healthy to plan ahead, but tomorrow is closer. You have to remember how many ‘tomorrows’ you’ll have before your long term goals are achieved. They should be equal priority.

So as I sit on my bed, writing these words, using my fingers to translate what my brain wants to say: I hope you listen. And I’m sick of these stupid-ass posts about ‘self-help’ and the borderline cheesy topics that most people won’t actually do anything about, but I gave it a try. Just so you know, I’m not living my dream yet, nor am I even employed properly in a job that is close to my dream. I’m struggling, and I’m feeding the ‘day-eating-being’ many of my days, wishing they had worked out better for me. I’m also afraid that it’s taking potential and talent away from me, replacing it with a need to settle in desperate times for something I don’t want to do. Which is okay; for now. It won’t always be like this. Each day is precious, and I’ll appreciate the better ones more because of it.

So for future me reading this, and maybe you right now- I hope it’s working. There is always beauty in the struggle, I promise you. Start looking for it everyday. The days being eaten tomorrow won’t be wasted if they’re getting you closer towards where you want to be.