Now is better than never... right??

                          I guess I've always been a procrastinator...


                                                     lost in denial...



“I’m going to stop putting things off, starting tomorrow!” – Sam Levenson



                        We've all heard "the early bird gets the worm"...

                                                    But does it...?


Imagine that the bird suffers from a social anxiety disorder, or perhaps a case of low self esteem... Maybe the bird isn't in a rush to get the worm?

                                                   Then what...?

            What advice do we have to offer this lingering lost bird?

Just give up, stay in bed, there's no point, you'll never be good enough...

                           It's never too late to turn your life around...   

 Maybe after all, that insecure,hopeless bird still has a fighting chance to catch that worm?

                                          Keyword=Fighting chance.
                           *A chance to win but only with a struggle*


                         "Nothing in life that's worth having comes easily."

As the bird contemplates whether or not it was a smart idea to free fall from the sky, the world goes on, other birds are on the look out for the perfect worm.

                                    Did the bird make the right choice?

                     He soon realizes the easy way out is just that...easy.

What kind of bird would he be if he just gave up, if he just listened to those voices "you'll never be good enough", "whats the point of even trying", and the other soul breaking words that sneak their way into his mind.

Next the bird did the smartest thing he could possibly ever do...He put his hands out and reached for the parachute. The one thing that would help him return to the world. As the parachute was released, a heavy weight was lifted off of his shoulders, literally.

                                             He felt free again.

You might be thinking, "this is silly, birds have wings, they don't need parachutes," this is true, very true. But figuratively speaking, this bird's wings were tied, they were weighing him down. And up till the very moment where the bird realized what was really below his feet he wasn't really living. Each and everyone of us have a moment in our lives when we feel exactly like the bird did, it would be easier just to give up, whats the point right? But every now and then we just need a friendly shove with a parachute to help us land on our feet and to be reminded that the worm is worth fighting for.


                                   "The juice is worth the squeeze"

               This is the beginning towards releasing my own parachute...


                
                                                      Stay tuned... :)