Waiting
by julz e.
Whatever you do, wherever you go, whoever you meet, you will always chance upon someone overly concerned about the when. Someone worrying about the time; time as it continually goes by; even as he wonders if it’s pointless to even try.
But they do. Because try as they might, they cannot escape the fact that waiting is, and always will be a part of everyone's lives.
And people wait for various reasons. You see it everyday. Morning commuters look at their watches, praying to heavens that they won’t be late. Eager relatives await the timely arrival of their family coming home from abroad. You also see those grade school students waiting patiently for the traffic light to turn green. Or that one person who is nervously waiting for the bar results to come out. Or that expectant mother, impatiently waiting for her doctor to call back. On one hand, you occasionally find yourself excitedly waiting for your date to arrive. On the other hand, you also try to find the time to cry with your best friend as you watch her pitifully wait for the guy who had already said goodbye.
As with everything else, waiting can be appreciated, depending on whose perspective is ultimately taken. At times, it can even be one of the most beautiful experiences that one can undergo. The anticipation of something magnificent can be unnerving, but may ultimately prove to be a beautiful inspiration for creating something soul-revealing.
And as I wait here in my little coffee-shop, recklessly pounding away on my keyboard, I can’t help but check my cellphone every once in a while for that elusive text to come in.
Hurry up with your interview smartypants, I can’t wait to see you already.
wow. :) 
