Phone rings
“Hi! Yes, yes, I know the deadline is due tomorrow. I will start living life as soon as I finish here. I am just waiting for the painting still” – said I with an enthusiastic face – “I am going to call you back when everything is perfect, okay? Right, yeah, bye”
The doorbell rings’
“That must be it! “- I said while heading to the door to open it
“You have ordered a painting, right?” – said the man outside
“Yes, yes, go in, let’s set it up” – said I – I just want it right here…
I was pointing to the empty space in the middle of my living room where the wall was perfect and the painting would stand out. My mind was envisioning this moment for years now, it is just the perfect moment for this painting to be placed. I was feeling nervous, happy and energized – things are going to go so well…
“I just want the painting right in the middle” – said I to the man – “no, no, not there” – he misplaced it – “just right in the middle”
The man set it poorly, with the wrong angle, and everything was messy. I was telling him over and over again that the place of the painting is not correct and we cannot proceed further until everything was perfect, but he never listened and made the same mistake again and again.
“No, sir… a bit to the right, please”
“Right here?” – said the man
“No, left now… we have to balance it perfectly”
“Just like that?” – asked the man once again
“SIR PLEASE LISTEN TO ME, WE HAVE TO BALANCE IT PERFECTLY” – I started yelling, screaming, crying
“I can’t proceed to live my life until you accept the position of the painting. Please hurry up!” – said the man
“Neither can I start living my life until everything is balanced, perfect, right at the best moment possible” – said I
So, we stood there for months and months, years and decades until our bodies vanished, our souls died before we even began living our own lives again. The painting was never balanced, never perfect. We just wasted our time waiting for the right moment which never came, never would have.