I think about this quote often. When I’m rushing through the daily routines that seem tedious, and mundane. Brushing my teeth, combing her hair, finding a match to the sock. I think about it after I leave in haste, rushing forward to make the train and run the meeting and send the email and catch up to the next thing waiting. I say, tomorrow, next week, next month, later. But the trouble is, we think we have time to do all the things again. And what we sometimes forget is, the things we will wait to do, they don’t always wait for us. Pick your laters wisely, loves.