The Other Shoe

I get the feeling that I’m in waiting mode at the moment. I’m waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

(idiomatic) To await a seemingly inevitable event, especially one that is not desirable. verb. 23. 3. (idiomatic) To defer action or decision until another matter is finished or resolved

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So, my life is effectively on hold as I wait. I don’t move forward and I don’t move backward. I’m stuck.

Whilst I wait I do the usual things. I follow habitual patterns. I walk, talk, read, write, listen, nod and a host of other safe things. Nothing dangerous. Nothing adventurous. Just waiting.

If you were to ask me what I expect to happen as a result of this waiting then I would reply that I’m not sure, but that stagnation and decay seem likely, which is a shame because I’m still growing in so many ways.

Typically, I’ll end this with ‘let’s wait and see’, which, of course, is not going to help. I actually need to say ‘let’s see what I can make happen’.

Subtle distinction, yes? But oh so important.