Waiting

Being someone who does not drive and therefore must rely on others for transportation, I have spent much of my life waiting. Whether it be for a bus, a friend, a family member; in the heat, the cold, rain or shine - I wait. I wait a lot.

As a matter of fact I am waiting at this very moment.

And this moment.

And this moment.

And this moment as well.

Work is over, and everyone in my office left long ago. They all climbed into their vehicles and rode off into the sunset, leaving only me and the cleaning crew. On most nights I can get a ride from someone in my department, as they are all very generous. But today a friend of mine offered to pick me up and I accepted, even though I knew she may not be able to reach me by 5 o'clock. I try to alternate my "bumming" as to not wear out my welcome with any one driver.

I am so tired of waiting on other peoples' schedules, and I am equally tired of burdening those around me with my needs. I mean, support is a wonderful part of friendship - but come on, it's time to take care of this task on my own.

One of my friends is going to be taking his driving test for his license tomorrow, and I am so jealous. My official classes do not start for a few more weeks. But I'm getting myself mentally ready.

I WILL DRIVE.
I WILL BE INDEPENDENT.
I WILL GET A MILK SHAKE WHENEVER I WANT, BECAUSE JACK IN THE BOX IS OPEN ALL NIGHT.

I can hardly wait.
But I have to.

NOT FOR LONG, THOUGH!

Questions to think about: What's something in your life that you are currently anticipating? How do you think it will change your life for the better? For the worse? Is it worth it?