No More Waiting

For too long I've been told to wait. 

"There will be plenty of Saturday's for that"

"There's plenty of time for that later"

"I'll say what you need to hear, just wait"

Where are my Saturday's? Where's my plenty of time? Those words I so desperately needed now fall from your lips, only to grace someone else's ears. 

I don't want to wait. I don't want "I've wanted to do that for months" to turn into years, to turn into someday, to turn into it's too late. 

Call it impulsive. Call it reckless. 

Call it living.