When I was 13 I wanted to learn guitar but I saw on TV some kid who was 11 and a child prodigy and I thought "I waited too long, now I’ll be a beginner while kids like that already are great".
Then I was 23 and thought "oh man if I had just started at 13 I would have ten years experience by now! But now why bother?"
At 33 I realized, damn if I had just started at 23 I would probably be pretty good at this by now, but now I’m old and would feel weird in a beginner class at this age, so I didn’t.
At 43 I thought, why did I ever care about what people would think instead of realizing I wanted to do something, but didn’t out of fear and regret, and because I kept thinking about the amount of time I’d already wasted, instead of the fact that RIGHT NOW is simultaneously the oldest I’ve ever been, and the youngest I will ever be again. Now is the time. For everything. Always.
Just start a new game.
