Waiting

I don’t know.

I just have this feeling like I am in a waiting mode. I don’t know why.

I don’t feel like I am moving forward or in any direction.

Stalled. Waiting.

Maybe:

• Life is very slow at the moment as I am waiting to feel stronger.
• Michael is waiting for another shop to come together.
• I am waiting to see William.
• We are waiting for the end of the summer-long yard project.

Wait! Stop!

I hate waiting but I have learned not to push when the timing is not right. That is so frustrating for me. Another learning experience. Just waiting.