life is a waiting game where everything which passess by us are chances of what we have been hoping for, chances which rarely reveal themselves.
the waiting game would proceed indefinitely, or until we decide to stop waiting and just grab whatever is presented to us. just like a fine wine which gets better as it ages, so does the waiting. the sweet sense of achievement and satisfaction when the time comes would be reminder of the things worth waiting for.
sometimes, too much waiting may well be the bane of everyman. when patience runs out and haste sets in, things would fall out of place and chaos might ensue but instead of redeeming the worthwhile anticipation, a burden of regret would be in existent.
then again, what do i know...i'm just a guy with a whole lot of excess baggage in his head :)...
goodnight peeps...
the waiting game would proceed indefinitely, or until we decide to stop waiting and just grab whatever is presented to us. just like a fine wine which gets better as it ages, so does the waiting. the sweet sense of achievement and satisfaction when the time comes would be reminder of the things worth waiting for.
sometimes, too much waiting may well be the bane of everyman. when patience runs out and haste sets in, things would fall out of place and chaos might ensue but instead of redeeming the worthwhile anticipation, a burden of regret would be in existent.
then again, what do i know...i'm just a guy with a whole lot of excess baggage in his head :)...
goodnight peeps...
2 comments:
The waiting game shall not be played into sudden death.
maybe a sudden death is required to end the waiting game :)
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