The saying goes “If you’re early, you’re on time. If you’re on time, you’re late. If you’re late, you’re out.” For many, this is a standard to live by every day. For me, a perpetually late person, I have a different motto: At least I showed up.
I came into this world already late (three days to be exact) and not much has changed since. It was not uncommon to see me running down the school hallways to get to 1st period and sliding in to my seat, completely out of breath, as the bell rang. I still struggle with this in college. I practically ran off my freshman weight through my daily sprints across the Quad. I even had a random girl in a lecture make a comment about being surprised when I showed up 10 minutes early for an exam.
If I am on time, it is a great day. If I am only 5 minutes late, it is still a great day.
For those like me, they know the struggle of wanting to be prompt but lack a good perception of time. No matter how hard we try, there is never enough time. So, here is to my fellow late-comers. May one day you be early.