I no care

There will come a day in your life, where you will have got to the point where you are sick of "trying" to get motivated to do the passion you have. Highly probable that you don't get around to doing the passion, but you feel the fire.

That is enough, for now.

What happens when you burn out the sensation of feeling that passion what then?

Looks like you've finally ran out of distractions.

So what is it going to be, pal?

There are two paths, one leads to a culdesac. 

The second path is long and it is well worn by others. It begins wide and trampled, hilly, and muddy. You are not the first. As you progress you see people residing by the path, this is where they stop. You can halt, or you can keep pushing until the path gets thinner and thinner and you see less and less people.

Not stepping forth on the journey... Your body and mind slowly digests all the opportunity that lingers inside. No more smiles, cynical laughs, and to steal from a popular analogy... You become a crab, surrounded by many crabs in a bucket. As one of your equals tries to get out, you drag them back down. Happy that you destroyed someone else's opportunity. Happy for someone's misfortunes. Because you never tried.

Good job. I hope you get a decent pension.