In school...waiting for the next segment of the ODAC camp to start. Waiting was the highlight for Day 1 of the camp. Teachers just waited and waited for things to happen and happen fast...but students fell short of our expectations. And so, Day 1 ended with me wanting it to be over soon.
Waiting is rather torturous. Its akin to dying a slow death; just wanting the end to be near but time just seems to snail by. I'm in the waiting phase and I just want to move on quickly.
I see a steep hill ahead and I don't know if I should quicken my pace so that I can get over the agony faster or just take my time, conserve my energy so that I can sustain the climb and beyond. Maybe do both?
Waiting to go home tomorrow. Waiting to have my breathing space. Waiting to just see what will come my way...waiting....
Waiting is rather torturous. Its akin to dying a slow death; just wanting the end to be near but time just seems to snail by. I'm in the waiting phase and I just want to move on quickly.
I see a steep hill ahead and I don't know if I should quicken my pace so that I can get over the agony faster or just take my time, conserve my energy so that I can sustain the climb and beyond. Maybe do both?
Waiting to go home tomorrow. Waiting to have my breathing space. Waiting to just see what will come my way...waiting....
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