I don't have a lot of patience. I think of something and then I want to do it. Immediately. It's like instant gratification on steroids. And when I can't do it, which is like 99% of the time, I get antsy. My mind jumps from one thought to another. I get stressed out. I don't sleep. I eat wayyyy too much. It's just all around not fun.
People always say that good things come to those who wait. Well, clearly I'm screwed. I don't understand why we have to be bound by a certain path in life. A certain set of rules. Who makes up these fucking rules? I want to make my own rules. Forge my own path. I don't even know what that looks like. But I'm chomping at the bit to get there.
I was in my car today and I wondered what would happen if I just kept driving instead of going home. There's no place in particular that I want to go. But what if I just drove until I didn't want to drive anymore? Where would I end up? What would happen? What stories would I have to share? What interesting people would I meet? Would I hate every minute of it? Who knows.
I feel like I'm always waiting for something to happen. But that something never comes. Or the something mutates into another something and then I start waiting for that. I'm probably not even making sense. But the point is - I'm tired of being patient. I'm tired of doing what I'm told. I'm tired of living by other people's rules.
The waiting game is over. I won't do it anymore. Which is scary and exciting all at once.
What are YOU waiting for?
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