When Will You Start?

Let's start today. Why not? Who will it hurt? Anyone? I sit and think of all of the things that I started and had not yet completed. I have journals and notepads--loose papers and scribbled on pieces of napkins that are stiff and unsuitable to blow my nose. All ideas 'neatly' piled and placed in a box under my desk--waiting for inspiration to ignite them into the next Times bestseller. I think of all of the insightful things I've heard, seen and thought. Or at least insightful to me. Maybe not an original thought to someone else, but surely something that felt life-changing or deep to me. A flint that ignited a spark of curiosity that made me ponder. Or an over-heard conversation, where the words expressed seem less coincidental and more providential. You ever had that happen to you? Sitting in your thoughts at home with the t.v. or radio on in the background. You start thinking of a situation in your life that needs addressing--that unpaid cell phone bill or a friend's struggle with a disease. Then in the background, you hear something that is related to what you're thinking of. A lead, if you will, to the next clue. A crumb to sustain you and keep you while searching for an answer. Those things, all workings of something less haphazard and random. In my perspective. That's what I want to write about. That's what I want to express. So I'll start today. I made 43 a couple of weeks ago. A milestone of sorts. A demarcation in my notch on the tree of life to point out that time keeps moving, so it's never too late to move along with it and redeem the time. Yeah--I think I'll start today.