The Waiting Game

Hurry up and wait.

I am ready to get started.

I always thought that the world was like me, now I know there is probably no one like me.

Here is the scenario – I do a work thing, write something, apply for something, then wait…

And wait…

And wait…

And wait…

During the waiting the anxiety starts, but it continues during the waiting and it never stops.

I am starting to wonder if I manufacture these things to keep having something to wait for;

Something to look forward to;

Something to worry about.

But then again maybe life is just a waiting game and we are all a part of its sick and twisted world.  

So here I go again – doing another work thing, writing a paper, applying for a new job, then waiting…

And waiting…

And waiting…

And waiting…

Until there is nothing more to wait for.

Well at least the waiting is over now.

I’m bored.