It’s a funny feeling, kind of like treading water in ocean waves, I imagine. You flail around a bit, making some movement, kicking your legs, and with the swell raising you and lowering you, it sorta feels like you’re going somewhere.
Then you look at your position relative to the beach and you realize you haven’t really gone anywhere at all.
Waiting has always been tough for me. Long red light? I harrumph and tap my fingers and yell at the light to change. Of course it knows how mad I am. Those cameras aren’t for catching people who run red lights, it’s for catching people who have red faces. I hate waiting. These days it seems like that’s about all I’ve been doing. Waited to get my paperwork done, waited to get over here, and now waiting for work and our own place. School is getting close but we’re still waiting. Like treading water in the ocean, I move about and seem to progress. I look at apartments and schools and jobs, but basically each day is just like the one before and I haven’t really done anything. And it’s driving me up the Great Wall of China. I really need something to happen soon. I hate waiting. I know it will eventually happen, and the red light will eventually change to green. But for the love of God, can it please happen now before things get screwed up?
I guess you get that from me, ‘cuz I HATE waiting, too. I’m sure something will come from all that waiting, but you’ll just have to continue WAITING for whatever is to come. Hopefully, a job and a new place to live is in your NEAR future. Try to be patient, even though it’s difficult. The right job, the right home will be worth waiting for.