It is a common knowledge that we spend one third of lives sleeping. Has anyone managed to learn how much time we spend on waiting?
As children, we waited for the day when we would be big. We wait for buses, trains, boat rides and flights. We wait in line to enter public places. We wait in line to make purchases. We wait for the arrivals of visitors. We wait for major events. We waited for new seasons—hopefully, brighter and happier—to be near.
I waited this morning for two and half hours to vote. It was my second chance to participate in a Presidential election. My early voting location was about twenty-minute walk from home. Earlier in the morning, I needed to take care of other business near the site. So, instead of walking back and forth, I decided to just wait for the door to open at noon.
With a few people already standing by the door, it was not hard to spot the location. In twenty minutes, the line already reached the end of street block. It was dreary and cold. Everyone in line, old or young, ailing or strong, all understood that the wait would be long.
Would the spring arrive sooner because so many of us stood in line to make our wishes heard?