The waiting in one room for almost 20hrs almost dulls me to the changes that will occur once I leave this room.
You would think this amount of time, in one room, would be spent in great preparation of something. Not the Case.
I'm sure I could spend 200hrs in this same room and still emerge not fully prepared for what life will hand me next.
Yesterday, I spent the day being busy about the house. I took care of a few small improvement projects that I had been putting off. I was getting ready all day. At least then I was moving around, room to room. I had tools and supplies. I made a trip to the hardware store. That all seemed to matter to me. It all seemed very significant. Yet here I sit, doing almost nothing.
I can't prepare anymore. I'm either ready for this or I am not.
So here I wait, doing nothing. Getting ready...sorta.