Ever since I was a child, I have hated waiting, waiting for the bus, waiting for the traffic light, waiting for the bell to ring, waiting for my turn in line, waiting for the commercial to end, waiting to die.
I know that there are some things that will never belong to me, such as not doubting myself, such as running in the heavy rain, such as being confessed to in the spotlight, such as having a hearty quarrel with someone I hate and ending the relationship.
Because I can't get it, I don't think about it.
Purpose: Learning to change your destiny.