But not with this.

No, the painful thing about waiting for this is that there’s nothing I can do to accelerate the process. I’ve set my course, raised the sails, and now it’s just time to sit back and sail for a long, long time until I reach my destination.

That’s a good metaphor for this, I think. People always say the journey is the point of a trip, right? Not in this case. It’s like drifting in an endless ocean, day after day, every sunrise and sunset identical and the landscape never changing. The only thing keeping me going is knowing where I’m going to end up.

And I’ll be damned if I don’t deserve what I’m sailing towards. I want it more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life. But until then… I need to sit back. Let the wind do its thing because I can’t control it even if I wanted to. Don’t fret about things not in my power, I guess.