Waiting

I am waiting. Waiting to find out which way the tide will turn my little boat. Yes, I know, you think I meant which way the wind will tip my little PAIL, but my life is bigger than a pail. I think of it as a little boat, cast about on the waves. Sure,you can point TOWARDS west, and hope for the best, but the exact longitude and latitude is pretty hard to nail down in a simple vessel with no motor, and barely one paddle.

I am waiting to get the F out of this job. I am waiting to start my new job. I am waiting to hear if a boy I just met, who I really like, is moving to L.A.  I’m waiting to see my entire family in just 3 weeks. I am waiting for my heart to stop flip flopping around, poor gasping fish, so I can settle into the calm, zen place of redhead mind-topia, and access the awesome calm that Virgo earth souls have in abundance. Just lying around. Like extra firewood, in the face of a BIG snow storm.

 

 

There’s not much you can do to take your mind off whatever it is you are waiting for/about, and if you do succeed in not thinking about it, it’s only temporary. The fact is, you are waiting. And no amount of jumped-up self-actualization, empowerment, or egotistical indignation can change that. It’s. not.up.to.you. Sit down, shut up, ride it out.

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