traffic lights

circumstances in my life since august and ever after have left me floating.
a new addition to much of my confusion is the notion that i already have the 2 jobs that i wanted. the problem is, i don't know when i'll start.

and, as much as i'd love to jump for joy that i finally have work, i can't. i don't have anything tangible to prove it. sounds awfully familiar.

you theoretically have something and yet, you actually have nothing.

now, i'm still waiting.

remember when you were 12? you can't wait to be sixteen. then sixteen comes and you want to be 18. you wait for your first kiss, your first love. your parents wait for your graduation. you wait for your graduation. you wait for your first job, your next job. you wait for your last love.

i wait for your verdict. and am anxious about my reaction.

do tears well up even when there's a draught?

life, it seems, is about waiting. and living, is about how well you're holding up.

a friend told me the world never stops turning. sparingly, sometimes we do. and we wait at the nearest bus stop pondering over what mode of transportation to take and which direction to go for. do we walk? skip-hop? sprint? ride? cruise?

the light right now, and has been, yellow. proceed with caution.

i'll wait for the light to turn green.