Someday, Our Adversary

'Someday, I'm going to do something.'

I cannot recall how many times I have evoked the name of 'Someday' and applied it in response to a question or an aspiration or just in careless jest.

Someday was not a day that was ever included in the 7 days of a week the Roman's gave us from Antiquity. It has no substance in the passage of time. It does not exist on any calendar.

And yet, Someday comes and goes with or without our notice, like time, but Someday has substance.

Someday lives in the grey, uncertainty of who we are. There…it is tangible. It sits in overwatch on our wants, our needs, and our desires. It also sits proudly with our regrets, our uncertainty, our failings.

Someday is infinite in number. Occasionally remembered, but mostly forgotten. Someday is legion.

Someday is your enemy, though you may have never found it in opposition to you. That is its true threat. Someday is always there, watching. Waiting for you to carelessly call it into existence. When called, its response is rapid and subtle. Then it is gone with the reward you have bestowed upon it.

Over time, Someday will diminish in influence and strength. With this reduction, Someday takes the ideas, wishes and dreams that we attach to it into the darkness of the forgotten. As a cruel joke of fate, we diminish as Someday does. Our ability to take back those treasures we laid at Someday's feet becomes harder and harder.

We all need to find the will and courage to not lazily evoke Someday before any step is taken on the path to any goal.

We must steal back those things errantly laid onto Someday's alter of sacrifice.

The challenge is to remove Someday from our perception of time.

If it is within your control and ability, do it.

Do something. Do anything.

Don't give Someday a chance.

Carpe Diem!

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!


THLord Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP(2), CAS

Squire to Earl Benen MacTire

Warden of the Northern Plateau

Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies