Waiting

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Watch people carefully.

No one is truly living.
Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for a better job.
Waiting for a call.
Waiting for a message.
Waiting for “real” love.
Waiting to lose five kilograms to begin life.
Waiting to earn ten thousand more to finally smile.

We don’t say, “I am living.”
We say, “When this happens… I will start living.”

Life, for us, is a giant waiting room.
Our number is delayed on the screen.
Yet we sit politely,
watching the numbers change,
convincing ourselves that our turn will come.

The irony?

When the moment we were waiting for finally arrives,
we discover another waiting room behind it.

You get the job.
You start waiting for the promotion.

You fall in love.
You start waiting for stability.

You get married.
You start waiting for things to “settle.”