Ever have that feeling where you feel like all you’re doing is waiting around?
You try to keep yourself busy, running errands, reading, writing, etc., but you do all of this because you are waiting.
Waiting for an answer, waiting for something to happen.
Waiting is time consuming, waiting does nothing.
When I am forced to wait for something (something that could alter my current situation), I feel so anxious. I feel like I should be doing more than I am, but I have to step back and realize that sometimes, waiting is necessary.
Being impulsive would be bad, especially when things are all misinterpreted.
It’s so hard to wait, though. So very hard.