Wait My Turn.

I’ve done so well most of my life, allowing everyone else to shine, but I’ve forgotten to take my turn.
I always am so ready for the next move that I don’t take a moment to celebrate the moment in front of me.
There should be a rule against being so prepared for the next step in life. I wish someone would’ve told me that at an earlier stage of life. Either way, I wasn’t winning anything by always thinking ahead.
There is so much to celebrate in the present.
I’m sick of waiting.
I want it all now.
I want to have what I’ve always had coming to me.
I am never one to challenge the universe and throw whatever it has to me, but I’ve never been more prepared in my life.
I’ve had so many internal battles with my self that I don’t think I would back down from any other external challenge.
I would be willing to tell the universe, “bring it on.” Sure, I’ll probably get my ass beat for all the shit I’ve done that I still have to pay for, but I will gladly pay that two-fold than keep waiting for it to come back at me later and charge more later, plus interest.
I want to have everything that I’m due.
I’ve been allowing everyone else to cut in front of me, but I’ve put in my fair share of work, and I’m ready for everything the universe is willing to give me.
Waiting is great, don’t get me wrong.
If it weren’t for waiting, I wouldn’t realize how tough things can be.
Whether it be from my experience or everyone else’s, but having fear caused by other people’s experience is ignorant at a certain point.
I’m kind of tired of being afraid of the consequences and fearing failure. I want to go for it all. I want to go for the gold.
I think it’s time to stop looking at my calendar and just go for everything that I ever wanted.