Being young makes you feel like you have forever. Nobody does.

When most of your life is still ahead, time feels unlimited rather than long, and that feeling is honest rather than naive. The trouble is that it quietly takes the urgency out of things that deserve some, like saying a thing to someone or starting work that takes years. Knowing the supply is finite is not meant to frighten you, only to make the present worth spending well.

Choose one thing you have been treating as available forever and move it closer. A visit, a conversation, a first attempt at something. Nothing dramatic, just earlier than you planned.