In our entire life we are all waiting for something. We are on hold either for a person or an event.
It may last minutes, hours or even years. Usually the longer the wait then the its extend is the same.
Why did I refer to the word ''magical'' regards to the waiting? And the reason is that its value much greater than the result. Who say's so? The history and only shouts it every time, on behalf of all of us.
How is it possible to be more satisfied being on hold rather than having in front of our eyes the result as a living proof? No need for further arguments; the answer is simple and selfish. Because the whole waiting scenario is based on 'I want'', ''I am waiting''.
Usually waiting for something, we build in our mind the proper circumstances that we would like to come with the result; we even have thought how we will react.
We have written dialogues, done casting with people, we have even considered the weather that the result will take place when the sum is done - because the result is always our desires divided the real facts.
Most of the times we do not consider on casting the main leader which is the 'reality'. On the contrary we tend to montage the possible scenes based on our imagination. In summary while we wait we tend to dream and we make the result more attractive based on our taste. The outcome is coming. But is not like the one you wished for. You get disappointed and you are grateful for the the waiting.
The waiting makes us to travel wherever we want but the outcome not. Even that the outcome is a Plasticine that we are shaping as would like and as we wait. However time keeps us a surprise as we wait for something or someone. And the unknown had always a bigger audience than the known one.
The mind has the ability, if something does not like it in waiting 'rehearsal', to change it before the avant premiere of the outcome. It redefines, takes a glue and while erasing, it change the actor's names. When the premier of the outcome comes, nothing can be changeable. It has been given a deadline to our desires and automatically they have lost the right to come back.
Feeling numb, can't breathe can not compete the outcome opposite you. You are now face to face with the result which you were crafting in your head all this time, the trying has now gone to sleep, covered by the surprise just in case it gets cold and the extend of the result is now reading fairy tales to go in deeper sleep.
Strong feelings that they use to travel you whatever you desired the most are now in sleep. At the end of the day does it worth to stop trying? When you stop hoping on the 'altar' of improvement?
How many times did you manage to heal a sickness while waiting the exams' results? How many times did you dress up to go for an interview and they never called you back? How many other times did you wait for the person to come, was holding already your hand but he was unable to touch your it? And think those times that you were next to the damn phone and waiting to ring and you were talking to yourself, and in the end you felt to sleep while waiting.
In waiting areas smoking is forbidden. But in reality you don't care. As long as you are coloring the path before the destination whatever co lour you may have, while waiting. And you get tired of coloring you will light up an imaginary cigarette. Nicotine costs you nothing since you have fill your mind up with hopes, dreams and plans; same addiction as the first one.
But if you have seen a sign ''smoking is forbidden'' in waiting area while serving the result in front of you, then you will kill a person. Oh yes. Because you can't feel sorry for him, you can puff once while you are standing aloof opposite the reality, you can't even have fun if the reality was coming along with your hopes. At that point no addiction can replenish anything.
Smoker or not, dreamer or cynical, waiting has its own magical gold dust. Would like silver dust? It has as well magic. Whatever you are, no matter how well you are with reality, you will always prefer to hope and dream lying in bed where hopes are immortal and all facts can be manipulated. Selfishness or need for a fairy tale, you don't give a s***.
Love. Flower Girl. x
