Sitting still in an empty room, waiting for nothing to happen tomorrow. My life has been a waiting room, I watch as people rush through with their big emergencies their nows, leaving me behind, waiting. I wait for so long, but am met with only more waiting. I have forgotten what I am waiting for, what do I expect to meet me when my name is called? It seems as though I am the only one left waiting. I am the only one left without a story. Can't I be rid of the waiting? Can't something happen to me? Something unexpected and unplanned? I need something- or someone, to through me off the waiting list and take me to now. To forever take me away from tomorrow, from next week, next year, next century. Take me to a place where there is no time, yet there is no waiting. I am sick of waiting.