zenn bites...

an afternoon convo made me think.

i find that alot of time in my life is spent waiting.

waiting for people to arrive, waiting to go to the loo, waiting to cut my hair, waiting for food, waiting to return, waiting to leave, waiting for someone to wake up...silently waiting waiting waiting.

good things come to those who wait. sometimes, that's true. sometimes rushing things just make me feel like a fool - coz i realize on hindsight, that i wouldn't have screwed it up if i'd just waited that liiiiitle while longer.

then again, sometimes those who wait are made fools of. all for nought.

absence makes the heart grow fonder. yes, for me at least, when it comes to some people. i don't like missing out on anything, and when i'm not physically there, it feels like a part of me is empty. it makes me think. constantly. but i guess it makes it all the sweeter, when the wait is finally over.

then again, absence can also make the heart grow colder. distance is no good - unless both parties really want it to work. the loneliness, the moments when doubt creeps in, the painful yearning. bleah.

i know i put myself in all these waiting situations - i chose/choose to wait (maybe it's some error in my genetic make-up or i'm dumb or whatever) - and i don't regret. but sometimes i do wonder: has any good come out from all the waiting i've done? and will any good come out of all the waiting i'm doing? some yes-es, i guess. i hope.

guess i'm an old-fashioned, patiently-impatient kinda girl in many ways. =)