In the dusty desert town of Mule Drop, there lived a man folks called Later Larry.
Now, Larry wasnโt lazy. No, he had ambition.
Big ambition.
Ambition so big the townspeople said his ideas needed their own zip code.
Larry had dreams:
- build the fastest wagon in the West,
- open a general store,
- become town sheriff,
- maybe even run for mayor someday.
Oh Larry had plansโฆ He just didnโt have today.
Because Larry had a habit:
Everything would get done โtomorrow.โ
Need to fix his fence? Tomorrow.
Plant crops? Tomorrow.
Pay bills? Tomorrow.
Return borrowed tools? Tomorrow.
Ask Sally Mae to marry him? Definitely tomorrow.
One blazing afternoon,
Larry was sitting on his porch carving a little wooden sign that said:
โWhy rush? Thereโs always later.โ
Heโd been working on that same sign for three months.
Just then, Old Sheriff Buck came rumbling down the road on horseback, dust cloud behind him, badge tarnished from too many excuses heโd heard in life.
โLarry!โ Buck hollered.
โYou still planning to help us round up the cattle before that storm hits?โ
Larry stood up, stretched like a man who worked hard at not working hard, and said:
โAbsolutely, Sheriff. Iโm fired up. Motivated. Inspired. Iโll get right to itโฆ tomorrow.โ
Sheriff Buck shook his head so hard his hat almost resigned.
โBoy, one day โtomorrowโ ainโt gonna show up.โ
But Larry just grinned and went back to carving.
That night, the storm rolled in early โ a monster of a thing.
Lightning struck, thunder roared, and the cattle stampeded right through Larryโs half-built fence.
By morning, his crops were trampled, his tools were missing, his porch sign was gone, and Sally Mae had gotten engaged to a man who actually showed up on time.
Then, just when Larry thought the day couldnโt get worse, he found Sheriff Buck standing in front of what used to be Larryโs fence.
Buck pointed to the wreckage. โLarryโฆ this is what โlaterโ looks like.โ
Larry finally cracked.
He fell to his knees, grabbed a muddy fence post, and muttered: โI shouldโve done it yesterday.โ
Buck crouched beside him. โSon, everybody thinks procrastination just delays things. It doesnโt. It destroys things quietly while youโre promising yourself โlater.โ And one day you wake up and realize โlaterโ stole the life you were supposed to live.โ
Larry swallowed hard. From that day on, he changed.
He fixed the fence that morning.
Cleaned the field that afternoon.
Returned the borrowed tools before sunset.
And carved a new sign โ finished in one sitting โ that read:
โIf it can be done today, Iโll do it now.โ
And folks said Mule Drop never saw a man move faster.
Some even claimed Larry became so reliable he outran his own shadow โ though Larry said that was just Buck exaggerating again.
But the legend lived on: Later Larry became Now-Larry the moment he realized this one truth: Procrastination doesnโt steal your timeโฆ it steals your life one delayed decision at a time.
๐ญ What can you do today, so you don't have to do it tomorrow?