The Waiting Room

Nobody likes waiting rooms- well I’d like to think so anyway. Where is the fun in flicking through ear torn, tattered magazines that have seen better days? Twiddling your thumbs can only go on for so long before you get bored and if you look at the clock one more time you’re bound to go insane. There is nothing else to do but think and think you do. Ironic how we try to run away from our thoughts but when all else fails that is all we have. Your mind begins to wander between successes, failures and everything in between. Those thoughts that have been tucked away in the “Do not Disturb’ file annoyingly find a way of escape and begin to run freely. You grimace inwardly and try swatting them away as if they’re flies but all to no avail. The thoughts begin to taunt you, willing you to react but you desist and keep your cool.


Did I mention that this waiting room is different? The appointment time is just for formalities; they’re rarely adhered too. So what else can you do whilst you wait? Your mind is well and truly exhausted by now. Act on it. Put your hopes and dreams to paper and work out how you will achieve it. You may as well do it as you’re not leaving this room anytime soon. Who knows, you may never leave this room? Scary right?


Hours turn in days. Days turn into weeks. Weeks turn into months and months turn into years. Years of longing to fulfil your dreams but being bogged down by the mundane things of life and getting caught up in the rat race, or just in trying to survive. Because that’s what we do right? We’re all just trying to get by in this thing called life and some are faring better than others.You are the latter and try as you might you’re crumbling under the cheery facade you put on. Well it stops now. No time like the present, so they say. Seize the moment and all that jazz. You might have no control over how long you will be in this room for but you do have control in how you handle it. So what if others have been called in before you, our times are different and you would do well to focus on yourself. Smile, relax and get to planning for it is in this room that greatness is born. The world only sees the finished product; they don’t see the process. Greatness is birthed from pain. We know not when it shall be delivered but when it arrives you must be ready.




Everyone around is looking at you; it’s your turn now and you can leave the waiting room behind. It has become a thing of the past…