It seems like all I'm doing lately is waiting for something. Waiting to hear from grad school, to hear from this place or that place about a job. Waiting to escape from the repetitive cycle that my life has become.
Today I waited 20 minutes in a dentist's waiting room, the whole time thinking, "What am I waiting for? Pain?" Perhaps that terrible numbing sensation that I can still feel on the whole right side of my face.
With this kind of waiting comes worry. Worry is so stressful.
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