Waiting for The Time

 As I sat in the waiting room, time seemed to drag on and on. I anxiously fidgeted with my hands, wondering how much longer it would be until I received my results. Every second felt like an eternity, as the clock on the wall ticked by in agonizingly slow intervals.


I looked around the room, trying to distract myself from the constant countdown. The beige walls were bland and unremarkable, and the hum of the fluorescent lights overhead made me feel even more restless. A stack of old magazines sat on the coffee table, but the pictures and words felt dull and lifeless.


Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. Instead of waiting for the time to pass, why not use this moment to appreciate the stillness and calm? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the cool air fill my lungs and then escape with a soft sigh.


As I exhaled, I let go of all the worries and doubts that had been filling my mind. I felt a sense of peace wash over me, like the still waters of a serene lake. In this moment, I was simply present, simply alive.


When I opened my eyes again, I felt refreshed and rejuvenated. The waiting room was still the same, but now it seemed a little brighter, a little more bearable. I leaned back in my chair and smiled, grateful for the chance to stop and appreciate the quiet moments that often pass us by unnoticed.


The time still ticked by, but now I didn't mind so much. For in this moment, I had found a sense of calm and contentment that made the wait all the more worthwhile.

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