I have spent the gross majority of my time late; in fact, independent of hobby, occupation, or event, I have consistently been untimely with regards to scheduling. On the surface, this would appear to be unrelated to any one cause. Each activity, task, or the like, are distinct and often disconnected from one another. And by phrasing it this way, it can consistently appear as if there is no single cause.
Save one. Me.
I am involved in each activity. I am engaged in the hobby, performing the occupation, and attending the event.
And I am late. Or have been the gross majority of my life.
I once argued for being late; in attendance at an ethics class, I wrote a two-page paper on the validity of procrastination. I wrote it the hour before class and turned it in late. I argued well, pointing out that a lifestyle in which habitual procrastination was the norm is often responsible for elements of brilliance, a remarkable capacity for resource redistribution, and often appears to offer the practitioner more flexibility to the same twenty-four hour day as others.
In reality, being late means being in a state of perpetual "make-up".
And, in spite of what the commercials say - you cannot save time.
It can be spent or lost.
A far more effective use of resources will be to simply be early.
