But wait!

Waiting for the fish to bite. Or waiting for wind to fly a kite. Or waiting around for a Friday night. Or waiting perhaps for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil or a better break or a string of pearls or a pair of pants or a wig with curls or another chance. Everyone is just waiting.

I just discovered how to put pictures into my blogs! I wonder if this will convolute or clarify what I am trying to say with words. At any rate, not that I've written life a letter of resignation... (yet.. haha)... I clearly have not done that since I've decided to go to grad school because I've learned that there is so much to learn....but is it not OK sometimes to just wait? This picture presupposes proactivity to be the path towards going places in life. But once we've reached a certain point, maybe one at which we're happy with ourselves or content that the person we've created ourselves to be is ultimately the person we want to share with someone else, then mustn't we just wait to see what becomes of what we've created? Or should we actively try to make something of the something we've already made something of (hehehe)? I feel absolutely ambivalent about this aspect of my life right now. To wait or not to wait, that is the question?