The window is constantly shutting. It does not care about your five year plan. Opportunities to live appear in every moment. And they don’t wait around for you to recognize them. Gazing off into the future is a terrible waste of a human being’s time. To rush through a year. A day. An hour.
While regret rocks gently in a chair – patiently biding your time – awaiting the inevitable.
The window is constantly shutting.