The Cost Is the Point
You cannot have it all. You cannot do it all. To believe otherwise is childish.
It is the failure to understand what unlimited time would actually do to you. If you could do everything, eventually, then nothing you chose would matter. Every decision would be weightless, because no door would ever really close — you could always come back, always do the other thing later, always have it all in the end. A life with infinite time is a life where no choice means anything, because nothing is ever truly given up.
That is not paradise. That is a daydream, and daydreams have no stakes.
The fact that your time runs out is the only thing that gives your choices weight. You have to trade. You have to sacrifice. Choosing this means not-that, forever, and that permanence is exactly what makes choosing this mean something. The cost is not the sad part of the decision. The cost is the entire reason the decision counts.
Sacrifice is required and it’s actually you saying: this matters enough that I will give up other real things to have it. Remove the giving-up and you have not made the choice more free — you have made it worthless. A man who risks nothing to choose a thing has not really chosen it. He has just added it to a pile he never has to pay for.
The man who refuses to sacrifice — who keeps every option open, commits to nothing, always leaves the door cracked so he can have it all eventually — is not preserving his possibilities. He is draining every one of them of meaning. He thinks he is staying free. He is actually refusing to live, because living is spending finite time on some things at the permanent cost of others, and he will not spend.
Stop mourning the limit. Use it.
Let the fact that you cannot have it all be the thing that finally makes you choose. Pick the few things worth your finite time and pour it into them without apology, knowing full well what you are giving up — and knowing that the giving up is not the price of a meaningful life. It is the proof of one.
You get one finite run at this. That is not the bad news. That is what makes any of it worth doing at all.