Always Waiting

It is almost as if life has stopped. Everything seems on hold as if it is waiting for something. It is a bit like waiting for a webpage to load and suddenly there is some kind of glitch that stops the page loading partway through, usually the text, the picture, the video or whatever that you clicked on the link to see. It always seems to be the case in such situations that all else loads fine, except the bit that you are waiting for. This is, of course, not true, because if the bit that you want to see loads you get on with what you wanted to do, while the rest of the page fails to load, not really noticing that the bits of page that do not interest you are still waiting to load, unless you happen to glance away from what you are looking at to see there is still some kind of activity going on.

It seems like that when you now look at your life, there is activity going on all around you, some of it even seeming purposeful and busy, but the central part here, the space where you live seems to be stuck in some loop that goes round and round while it waits for that vital missing piece that it needs for you to make sense of it all.