Somehow I spend about half of my life waiting for things to happen. It could be a person I am waiting for, an event to happen, some business transaction to go through – but much of my time is spent in the hold cycle.

Why is it that in order to get things done we must all wait for our turn? How is it decided in life that events must take place in a specific fashion and not deter from the path of time?

The longest moments of our lives are those we spend waiting, for news to come of someone sick, for events to unfold. Never are those moments as swift as those when we are doing something. Only when we are directly involved do the minutes move by with speed.

When the waiting stops and the number we hold in our hand is called the game is over.


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