Mais Tarde | FULL • WALKTHROUGH |

Elias was a man of many notebooks. One for the house he’d build "mais tarde," one for the stories he’d write "mais tarde," and one for the trips he’d take when the time was right. To Elias, "later" wasn't a delay; it was a vast, shimmering horizon where all his best versions lived.

Elias stayed silent. He looked at his notebooks—his own "jars" of paper. That evening, he didn't open his "later" notebook. Instead, he picked up a pen and wrote one sentence on the first page of a new one: Mais tarde

Elias looked at the empty jar. "Ma'am, this is just glass. It’s worth nothing." Elias was a man of many notebooks

The most "useful" thing about "later" is realizing it isn't guaranteed. Procrastination is often a coping mechanism for anxiety , but as Elias learned, the weight of unfulfilled intentions can become heavier than the work itself. Elias stayed silent

He didn't wait to build a house; he fixed the broken porch step. He didn't wait to write a book; he wrote a letter to an old friend. He realized that "mais tarde" is a place where dreams go to grow old and tired, but "agora" (now) is where they live.