Ours is a waiting society. We wait for the bus, wait for the weekend, wait until an appropriate time to eat dinner, wait for our turn to speak, wait until we can move out, wait to find someone to have to wait on for forever.. There is, of course, some doing.. but not until you've spent a sufficient amount of time waiting. Waiting for the seasons to change. We look to beginnings and ends. Excited at the prospect of something new, some uncharted path filled with promises and treasures and experiences. Anxious to complete a project dragged on far too long, a useful thing in the sense of learning perhaps, but something that must end. Waiting for the commercials to run their course. There is no deep, life-altering message behind what I've said. This is no parable. Simply fact. Take a moment, seat yourself in a subway station, at a busy intersection, at starbucks or even at the gym. Each person waits for something - be it the bus, the train, their coffee, the light to change, or a free treadmill. We have more patience than we realize, and less than is necessary.
- xx, Kelly.
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