in utero

I have realized that what I've been doing up to this point is waiting. Actively waiting for my world to be different. Laying foundation to be someone else. That has to stop, I have to be who I want to be now. Will future me stand for the wallowing that I'm doing now? Future and Present must meet, but will I procrastinate that union till future me yields to the me of yesteryear? Will I procrastinate destiny in hopes of it finding me?