I am always waiting.

It's a sad simple fact, but I think it may be true for most people.

Waiting for the time to pass.

Waiting to have the time.

Waiting to be sure.

Waiting to learn, speak, laugh, show, teach, cry, kiss, run, care, fly & fall.

Waiting to love.

Waiting all the time.

I don't know how to live without waiting. I always catch myself telling someone else to wait for "it". Often times not knowing what "it" is or even if they should wait. I know I wouldn't if I knew how to not. This idea of patience being a virture is surely true, but not a virture that I posses easily. I'm racking my brain for answers or ways around it. Do it. Do it. DO IT! No more waiting.

"Time Does Not Exist. Clocks Exist."