When is the right time?

We've all heard the whispers of the words "right time"

I'm asking, what the H3## does that even mean?

Surely we are not a bunch of grapes that have a certain period when they are sweet, ripe, juicy and ready for the picking? The "right time" analogy makes sense when we are referring to fruit - if only we were all grapes. (If i were a grape I would want to be one that would end up as a Cabernet Sauvignon - that's my absolute favourite)

Anyway, I digress, I think the point I'm trying to make is that ultimately we are human beings. Its too early to do this. Its too late to do that. I'll do it tomorrow. You're too young for that. I'm too old for this.

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah!

Why do we insist on doing this to ourselves? The whole "right time" debacle only ends up holding us back, making us conform to undefinded, intangible, social norms so we can ultimately feel as though we are not deviating at all from the crowd.

Okay, okay, okay, you've identified the hole in my argument. So I will say this, I personally don't agree on a the marriage of a 16-year old girl to some greasy, belching moley-faced man - but if she's happy, then don't we as a society need to just be happy for her?

Who knows when the right time will come for any of us. Trust in your gut and if that doesn't work - make the decision while you're drunk! Atleast you'll have a fabulous story to tell.