Waiting feels akin to being in a dark room searching for a light switch.
Waiting is like catching sight of beauty from the confines of a speeding car.
Waiting feels akin to being in a dark room searching for a light switch.
Waiting is like catching sight of beauty from the confines of a speeding car.
“If we pay attention or ponder long enough, most of life revolves around hope.
Often this can feel like trying to pinch a quickly ascending balloon string,
leaving us empty-handed, chins pointed towards the sky.”