The chief beauty about time is that you cannot waste it in advance. The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you, as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a single moment in all your life. You can turn over a new leaf every hour if you choose.
It's not worth doing something unless someone, somewhere, would much rather you weren't doing it.
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.