Do not hesitate, do not procrastinate, the time is now.

For it is easiest not to try, to allow all the wonderful moments that distinguish one's own life to go by, if only because—we let them.

it is easy to get lost. to wonder astray and forget the purpose of our aimless wandering. it is easy to dream little dreams that never come true, and to wish to do only half the things others would have us do. and when you want to accomplish something of your own, to submit to pressure and to act all too indecisively.

it is much easier to follow the mode, the code, to conform, to be the norm and median and the mean, to inconspicuously be all but average and quite unoriginal; to rarely think and simply sit and be amused—to watch what everyone else is watching, to gawk at others' feats, and while bemused absorb the basis of token social conversation, so that whilst amidst the motions, we are not aware of our own apathy.

it is just as easy to lament, to vent, heave, hem and haw, to speak derisively, as you gnaw upon unfortunate circumstance, and all that destiny never gave you; especially that coveted opportunity that sheer will and audacious effort procure us all—the chance to stop the shilly-shally and positively be.

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A week ago, on Monday, April 25, it was 8:30 PM and I had read for an hour and a half, and I was utterly exhausted. The last thing I wanted to do was to go out and take pictures. It would have been far easier to lie down, shut my eyes and fall fast asleep.

Alas, there was a demon inside of me that prodded me with her pitchfork to get back into the groove and dive into the delight of my newest vice. She whispered, “there’s a full moon out there, and you know there’s no better opportunity than the present.” It was the temptation of the lune that proved to be the cutting edge, that keenest reason, and the sharpest irrationale that shook me from my stupor and irked me out of the idea of indulging my inclination toward repose and relaxation. I well knew that true salvation lies in inspiring oneself and pushing yourself out the door. I reminded myself that I’ll sleep plenty in the end, for inevitably we all do.

So, I made myself some strong tea, took a shower and put my camera, metro pass and a few dollars in my bag and then took off.

As a result of motivating myself out of sleep mode, I had a great Adventure to Roosevelt Island. The experience firmly confirmed for me that we must make the most out of every day.

*a phantasmik example: froodmat's graugelb™ - the first

*please note: the photographer and the photograph cited do not necessarily reflect the views of the lesson or any other random thoughts of the writer.

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