The western world spends a lot of time waiting. We wait in lines at restaurants, coffee shops, and grocery checkouts. We wait for the bus, for the train, for the car to warm up in the winter. We wait for our shifts to be over at work, and then we go home and wait for microwave to beep. I spend a lot of time waiting on/for people. I wait for my friends and I wait for lovers to make the first move. I always want the other person to kiss me first, to call me first, so I wait, wait, wait.
I try making the first move- I arrive everywhere early. Then I wait even longer. I wait for the bus to pull out of the station and I wait for my tea to be made and I wait for my class to start.
I think I’ve mastered the art of waiting and maybe the rest of my life will be spent trying to find an alternative solution to the whole concept. Trying to delegitimize the theory of time.