Sometimes, I wake up in the morning with the feeling that I am waiting for life to happen. Waiting for the year to end. Waiting for family to visit. Waiting to visit India. Waiting for a friend to call. Waiting for the dream job. Waiting for the family to be complete. An eternal series of waiting for something to happen.
I know plenty of people have waxed eloquent about the joys of living in the moment. I feel like I am waiting for that too.
Sorry to be a downer bright and early. Some days are like that.
It reminded me of this song though it might have nothing to do with what I have written.