You look at the clock.
You scroll past a dozen perfect meals.
You tell yourself it’s too late.
Too late to cook.
Too late to learn.
Too late to care.
But here’s the thing:
Water still boils.
It doesn’t check your calendar.
It doesn’t ask how many meals you’ve missed.
It just waits until you show up.
The moment you decide to begin,
the pot gets warm.
The bubbles start.
And suddenly, you're cooking.
You don’t need a plan.
You need a flame.
And the willingness to begin, even now.
Boil water.
Make pasta.
Add salt, olive oil, a little forgiveness.
You’re not behind.
You’re right on time.
You scroll past a dozen perfect meals.
You tell yourself it’s too late.
Too late to cook.
Too late to learn.
Too late to care.
But here’s the thing:
Water still boils.
It doesn’t check your calendar.
It doesn’t ask how many meals you’ve missed.
It just waits until you show up.
The moment you decide to begin,
the pot gets warm.
The bubbles start.
And suddenly, you're cooking.
You don’t need a plan.
You need a flame.
And the willingness to begin, even now.
Boil water.
Make pasta.
Add salt, olive oil, a little forgiveness.
You’re not behind.
You’re right on time.