Imagine walking in the jungle along next (but not to close) to a crocodile/piranha-infested river. You’ve just passed a newly constructed bridge with 2 lanes for cars and a footpath for pedestrians.
You come along a guy trying to build bridge out of fallen trees and stuff. You tell him there’s a bridge just around the bend but he says he’s trying to learn how to build bridges. You find that acceptable, so you resume walking down the river.
You come across another guy who jumps in the river and swims across to the other side, amazingly making it unharmed. You tell him there was a bridge just around the corner but he says it doesn’t matter because he’s already made it across. He’s right so you resume walking further down without further argument.
You then come across a guy who asks you if you can help him build a bridge across the river. You notify him that there is a bridge just around the bend, but he says he wants a bridge here, and with only a footpath for pedestrians. You tell him a guy down the river has been building his own bridge where he wanted it but the guy responds that he doesn’t have the time. You have places to be and other things to do so you just resume walking down the river.
You come back the next day and find the first guy has nearly finished his bridge. You then continue down the river and come across the same guy who has just finished asking to another guy to help him build a bridge. He appears to have been unsuccessful. You tell him that he could have been across the river yesterday if he just used the already existing bridge, or that if he starting building the bridge himself he would be almost finished. You even mention the guy who just swam across but he just sticks to his idea that he wants someone to build a bridge for him. Sick of arguing, you continue your walk along the river.
Over the next month, the first guy finishes his bridge, another five people come along and build their own bridges, and a few more lucky people swim across unharmed. You’ve stopped bothering to talk to the guy who wants a bridge built, but one day you see he has found a few people to build a bridge for him. You congratulate him but continue on your way regardless.
The next week you come back and see the guy standing on the other side of his new bridge, asking the people who built the bridge for him to help him cut a path through the jungle and back to the main road.
The moral of the story is that I have too much spare time and need to stop procrastinating and get back to my work.