Waiting

I wonder how much of our lives we spend waiting for things.  Right now I'm waiting for the bus (welcome to life without a working vehicle).

I'm waiting for enough time to finish all of my creative projects.  When will I allow my schedule enough time to open up to devote more of myself to those things that make me happy?

I'm waiting for the right moment to look for that next job opportunity, fill out that grad school application.

I'm waiting for the right man to come along.  Don't play coy...many of you are, too.  Hell, some of you are waiting for the right man to make the right decision.

I spent 45 minutes of my life waiting to get into a restaurant on Friday night and an hour that day waiting for my car to be towed.

How much of days do we spend waiting?  I have to wonder if all of that waiting is necessary or if some of things we wait on are just an excuse to avoid living life.  For me, I would have to say yes on both accounts.  Some things are so worth waiting for, while others simply stand as an excuse for fear.