What You Waiting For.
I was reflecting today that older people keep trying to tell younger people things are a certain way and younger people don’t listen.
This seems to have been an issue for many generations.
I remember that there was a saying when I was a child “he has to learn the hard way”.
In which the hard way was to insist on learning by experience when someone had already told you what the outcome would be.
When you have twenty years or so left to exist it comes to mind that learning the hard way is too time-consuming and painful.
It is clear that spending a lot of life relearning lessons that others already know, which they have learned already and are trying to show you is a waste.
It took until my fifth decade before I began to get a picture of what other people were trying to tell me. In many respects when it is too late.
One of these is nicely documented in the song Time by Pink Floyd “No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun”.
I found that I waited and then kept on waiting for someone to tell me when was the proper time to begin.
For example since I can remember I have wanted to write a book, there seems no reason that makes sense.
Perhaps once it was an escape from a 9-5 job or something that seemed better than dealing with members of the public or whatever was right for the time.
But as boring jobs ended, and life improved the ambition remained.
It is now plain that I gave myself excuses: no punctuation or grammar background; gradual loss of imagination; daunted by the task and so on.
But mainly I was waiting, waiting for a time to start.
If there was ever a way of passing a message to someone four decades younger. Then it would be: do not wait, do what you want to do – now.
There may not be a tomorrow for you to try to do it in…