Waiting is the hard part.

Big On Black

 

You know, I've never been good at waiting. For anything, really. I'm an instant gratification kind of girl. Patience is not my strong point. There are a lot of times where I just want to push fast forward and arrive magically in the future on days of my choosing, skipping the painful waiting period. But whenever I start getting too antsy about wanting to jump right to it, I remember something that my grandpa told me when I was little: sometimes the anticipation is better than the realization. That kind of goes hand in hand with the old saying that life isn't the destination, it's the journey.

 

I guess what I'm trying to say, both to myself and to a few of my close friends also torturing themselves with waiting situations right now, is that sometimes you have to remind yourself that as much as you want something to happen, it's these moments right now, the build up, the butterflies in the stomach, the anticipation, the abstract visions of how it will all play out, that make up the fabric of your life.

 

Big events, big news, big days will come and go. It's all of the idle time in between (and what you choose to do with it) that shapes how you'll view those things when they happen and how you'll remember them once they're over and done.

 

365 Days (self portraits): Day 349

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Uploaded on March 15, 2010
Taken on March 15, 2010