Anti-Later life


 I Was Friends with Later – Until It Betrayed Me



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Let me tell you something weird.


I used to think procrastination was just part of who I was. I laughed about it. Made memes about it. I told myself I “worked better under pressure” like it was some kind of superpower.

Spoiler: It wasn’t.


“Later” and I were best friends.

Later said, “You can rest now.”

Later said, “You’ll feel more motivated tomorrow.”

Later said, “Just one more scroll.”


Later always said the right things — soft, sweet lies dressed up in comfort.


But here’s what Later didn’t tell me:


That missed opportunity that never came back.


That anxiety that creeps in at 2 a.m. when nothing’s done.


That dream I shelved for “someday” and almost forgot.



Later betrayed me.



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💥 So I broke up with Later.


No warning. No long explanation. I just got tired of waiting for the perfect moment.

It never came.


I started showing up messy.

I started writing before I felt ready.

I started finishing things that sat untouched for weeks.


Not perfectly. Not easily.

But consistently. Quietly. Honestly.



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✨ Why I Started This Blog


Not because I have it all figured out.

Not as a productivity guru — I’m not.


I’m just a guy from Nairobi who got tired of living in the shadow of things he meant to do.


This space — The Anti-Later Life — is for all of us who are done with the wait.

Who are tired of seeing our own potential sit in a corner, untouched.


Here, we’re not chasing perfection.

We’re chasing progress.

Not someday.

But today.



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👣 Final Thought


So if you’ve ever told yourself “I’ll start tomorrow,” and tomorrow ghosted you…


You’re in the right place.


Let’s unfriend Later — together.



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✍️ Mr. Now Guy (Donlewis Nyairo)

🚫 Procrastinator | ✅ Action Taker | 📍Nairobi

Blogging to help you beat delay and live in the NOW.


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