Waiting... waiting for the inning to be over? Not really paying attention. Not really ready for a play to come my way. Simply taking up space, waiting.
I don't like feeling like this, or living like this. I think both are probably more true than not right now. It's driving me crazy. Picking daisies in left field... la da da da da....
I'm watching the t-ball game, frustrated. And I'm the one actually causing the frustration. la da da da da
What am I doing? Waiting, I think. For what? The riverbend to catch up to me?
Is that living in the moment? Is that seizing the opportunities at hand? Oh gosh, snap out of it!
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