a depressingly interesting fact

I've sat through Inception twice already; it's gorgeous. Nothing more need be said... at least until you find out it took Christopher Nolan ten years to complete an INCOMPLETE draft version of the script...then nothing more CAN be said because you're left absolutely speechless. Ten Years! Is this how long greatness takes? Is time the key ingredient to the recipe of success. Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe fuck myself. Either way, I can't let go of the thought. Christopher Nolan is a top tier director, British or not, and his name alone is enough to draw an audience. And even with his greatness, something held him back for ten years. This excites me, because although I'm most definitely sure it was not because of procrastination, I'm most definitely sure that it very well could have been. And the thought of someone successful procrastinating is humbling beyond any wake-up call I've ever encountered. If they can put something off and be productive, then what am I doing wrong?