Everyone Is Just Waiting

The Waiting Place…

…for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go

or a bus to come, or a plane to go

or the mail to come, or the rain to go

or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow

or waiting around for a Yes or a No

or waiting for their hair to grow.

Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite

or waiting for wind to fly a kite

or waiting around for 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.

“Oh The Places You’ll Go” by Dr. Seuss

I can’t find it right now, but assuming I recall correctly, I remember reading about a study where a person lost their ability to make decisions when their lost the ability to factor emotions into their decision.

I don’t like making decisions unless there’s a clear answer.

I’m curious whether these two things are related. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve pushed through my emotions so often that it’s hindered my ability to make decisions.

Or maybe they’re not related and I’m just super uncomfortable with making a poor decision because I hate being wrong.

Maybe it’s just a skill to be practiced.

And maybe it’s something I should start sooner than later. If I’m not making decisions, then I’m not in action. And if I’m not in action, I often find that my mood decreases quite rapidly.

So maybe I need to allow myself to fail more often to escape my mood trending downwards.

3 thoughts on “Everyone Is Just Waiting

  1. I think failure is a misleading word. It often represents an opportunity for growth. And while the results we were hoping for didn’t work out the way we wanted or expected, it’s not necessarily a fail.

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