Sometimes it feels like I’m waiting for something. Actually, it almost always feels like I’m waiting for something. Waiting for dinner to cook. Waiting for that special person to call. Heck, waiting just to find that special person. Waiting for the weekend. Waiting for an answer. Waiting for the “too good to be true” to show its real colors. Always waiting. But life is like that, I suppose. If we spend our time trying to reach a particular destination, we miss out on everything in between. If we are waiting to find our soulmate, we are missing out on all the lovely people who fill in the gaps. If we are waiting until we are completely content, we are missing out on the little moments that make life beautiful. And if we are waiting for the day when we wake up and everything makes sense, we are simply wasting our time.

Life is made up of all those wonderful, awkward, unforgettable “in-between” moments. Life is that drunk night you can’t remember or the starry sky that you never wanted to look away from. Life is that perfect moment when you lock eyes with a stranger and then continue on your way. Life is the person who calls you just to make sure that you’re okay or the laughter that fills a room of friends. Life is stopping to smell the flowers and smiling at people you don’t know. Life is the minutes you spend with a person who you care deeply about.

Life doesn’t have a destination. Stop waiting for it, and start living.

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