I recently realized one strange thing: all life is equal to the word "wait".
You are always waiting for something. You wait for the coffee to cool down. ait to summer.
Looking forward to Christmas. You are waiting for an asteroid to fall. You are waiting for a message and a phone call.
It doesn't matter how old you are: thirty, seventy or five.
And you wait, wait: the salary, the end of the film, by the sea of ​​the weather, when the extra pounds will go away, and the gray hair will come. You expect to defeat your fears and defeat your competitor.
Wait, wait, wait.
A gift and just a kind word are waiting for you. I'm waiting for a trick and a tram. Waiting for pizza delivery and the end of the working day And again you wait, wait, wait. Everyone is waiting for everything and always.
But most importantly, someone is waiting for you too. Not because you need something from you, but simply - he is waiting for you, because you are. It doesn't matter where they are waiting for you: online, at home or in hell ... Hurry up to those who are waiting. Sometimes the usual "murrrra" is enough for them, and they feel comfortable that you are here, you are here ....
Are you waiting for me? And I'm really looking forward to you ...