For a long time it seemed to me that my life was about to begin. But there was always something that needed to happen first, before it could begin. Something that needed to be finished. Something that needed to be done. Something that needed to happen. Then, my life would begin.
Eventually it dawned on me that these ‘somethings’ were my life. That I had been living my whole life in the waiting room:
… waiting for a friend to come
... or a plane to go
… or an email to arrive
… or the phone to ring
… for Friday night
… for better days
... for holidays
… for the sun to shine.
That was when I burst out of the waiting room, and started living for my life.
-- inspired by Dr. Seuss, Oh The Places You’ll Go
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