I don’t know what am I waiting for. But I certainly am waiting. I don’t even know how long should I wait for the unknown to unfold.
Filling in this eerie suspense seems extremely challenging. Yes I’m good, but not happy. Thinking of what is in store for me feels like sitting on an active volcano. Extremely dangerous. And for someone like me who is extremely risk averse, life becomes hell.
Yes, I believe in God
I have complete faith and know whatever will happen will be for the greater good. But please God, let me know if what I’m doing is correct? I’m loosing my confidence. Who I was and what I’m becoming is getting scarier each day.
Nothing looks bright
Grinding in the monotony is pathetic. And having no-one to share the pain with is even more disheartening. God, I’m waiting for some miracles. I want to sit down and understand if I should let go or just go with the flow. This wait is indeed killing.
I urge you to end this wait at the earliest. All questions without answers need to be closed. I want to know what am I waiting for.