The Late Bloomer, “Someday is a myth. Today is the moment.”

Have you ever told yourself the “someday I’ll do that” lie? Of course you have—everyone has. It’s the lullaby our parents sang to themselves, and their parents before them. It’s generational. Almost like we’ve been programmed to shelve our personal dreams in favor of something... bigger. But bigger for who? The “system”? The collective?

That’s who really benefits from our perpetual procrastination. The system thrives on our untapped energy—the kind we funnel into the daily grind. We go on autopilot: work, responsibility, rest, repeat. Most of my 30s were spent just working to afford the privilege of existing. High school? A blur. And it taught me one thing: anything worth learning, I’d have to find elsewhere.

There’s resentment baked into those memories. Resentment toward teachers who never taught us about taxes or compounding interest. Toward my parents for uprooting us and then splitting up. Toward my sister, who seemed to resent me just for being born.

But perspective changes everything.

That elementary school teacher? She was barely an adult herself—probably didn’t know how to do her own taxes. She was likely doing her best with the lesson plan handed to her. Maybe she wasn’t gatekeeping knowledge. Maybe she was just surviving.

My parents? Two young adults trying to hold it together. Working full-time to maintain a standard of living while navigating the chaos of the 1980s—rising costs, big families, sibling drama, and a teenage daughter who became a mom at 15. With a toddler son about to enter junior high. Maybe, just maybe, moving out of state was the best call they could make.

And my sister? We’ve both battled addiction and depression for most of our adult lives. And we’re still here. Still fighting. That counts for something.

Here’s the point: “Someday” never comes. It’s a mirage that keeps moving further down the road. Life will always happen. There will always be a reason to play it safe, to wait for the “right time.” But today is the right time.

Every day, you’re either working on your own dreams or someone else’s. When you clock in and produce, you’re helping someone else’s vision come true. That’s not a dig—it’s just perspective. Don’t quit your day job just yet. But maybe quit the attitude that says your dreams don’t matter.

Make a plan. Set goals. Move toward them.

People will try to talk you out of it. When they do, ask yourself: have they faced their own demons? Have they chased their own goals? Or are they just projecting their fears onto you?

Most doubt comes from love. People want to protect you from failure. But no one can see your vision until you’ve finished building it.

So build it.

Move Forward.

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