I stop waiting and work instead. Unless waiting is part of the work. But what work requires waiting, and being mindful while you wait?

Queuing is waiting, and I think of other work while doing it. In the car as a passenger, or even when I drive—my eyes on the road, hands on the wheel—my head would be over heels or around the world. But don’t worry; my mind is always more creative while I enjoy the ride. Unless there is familiar or good music. With familiar music, I sing and focus on the road, letting my heartbeat match the tempo as the music takes me.

But here is the thing. It’s not that I am impatient, but everything needs a deadline because death is the most absolute thing in the world. I am not saying YOLO or provoking FOMO in you. I am just saying, don’t let other people choose how to spend your life. It’s your life, and it’s not free. You are paying for it with time, money, and energy, so you have to make it worthwhile. Worthwhile, not fast or slow.

So eat, work out, hang out, work, love, and sleep well. The world is never about you; it does not revolve around you. But you are about you. Take control to let loose when you want. Let loose to take control when you need to. Be alert, and relax. You will learn.

Welcome to the wait. Now go, mind, go.