I feel like I’m waiting for the light to turn green.
Something, someday, sometime, somehow, will show up, and I have a feeling I’ll just know that at that moment, I have to go.
At that moment, all the pieces will have fallen in place, and everything will be put to action.
Until then, I wait. It’s like sitting in a raining room, waiting for the sun to come out.
But the rain won’t stop and the light won’t turn green.
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