The Waiting Place

We've been doing a lot of waiting in this past year...


"...headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place.
...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a place to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting."
-The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss

I know patience is involved but sometimes the waiting room is so intolerable, like being tied to a dock when our sails are full of wind. Hopefully big decisions will be made soon and we can continue stomping along because I can't imagine sitting here much longer, dependent upon the whims of others.

"NO!
That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing."

Thank you for your support lately as I whine and groan. I really appreciate the comments and emails though I haven't had a chance to reply. Perhaps I am too impatience with other people's clocks and need to just worry about my own, with its hands racing, building speed everyday until I am left breathless at midnight, wondering where the day went.

Today I plan to lay my hands upon the second hand and muck up the works for a bit.
To the library, laundrymat, and other ordinary places that steady my perspective.

It's been raining a lot here lately. I feel compelled to mention this element as it has been so overwhelming for this area. We live near the river and so all the places we roam have been submerged this week. Lots of flooding and grey skies. The river was swollen almost to the point that it had risen to the street level. I think I am the only one in Jacksonville who loves the rain. I like a change from the blue, sunny skies that makes Florida famous. A strong wind rattling the windows, rain against the panes. Grey lovely days.