too late

The anxiety of being too late to take action, to start doing what you must do, to find that which is missing. When you realize what it is that you have missed so, you pour all your strength to make it be "not too late". After, you think, late for what? Is it not the artificial concept of late itself that makes you think this way, that there even exists a moment of punctuality in any circumstance? The phrase "The late [someone's name]" refers to someone who has passed away. Only thereafter one has kicked the bucket, therefore, is one late; he or she has no way of making up his being "late". This follows that the concept of lateness in our minds only keeps us from being on time, and that the whole idea of lateness not only does not exist, but is self-contradicting. Vice versa, the idea of punctuality is nothing but a fragment of your imagination.
Me to my college professor this morning after being 30 minutes late because I just had to finish this piano piece

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