The more you find yourself waiting, the easier you’ll find it actually is. The more patience you’ll have. So maybe waiting, whatever you end up waiting for, will benefit you after all.
It amazes me sometimes, the sounds I hear early in the morning when I can’t sleep. I sit at my desk and, when I take a break from whatever I’m doing to rest my eyes, listen for anything that will break the silence that is the sleeping, darkened world. I hear trains, mostly, and sometimes (actually, all the time) I hear trucks and people working on the rec center. This morning, I heard a hair dryer. Who dries their hair at five-thirty in the morning?
Then again, who wakes up at 3:45AM to finish their homework?
I’m okay with being out-of-the-ordinary, as long as it means I can be happy about it.
Love&hugs, Meg<3
