While I wait…
I can get myself into a shape that makes me feel and look the best I can.
I can call my family members that I love just to shoot the breeze and catch up on their lives instead of being so absorbed with my own.
I can buy a string of beads and make a bracelet to match a pair of shoes I dyed.
I can go for a walk in the evenings and listen to the traffic and smile at dogs chained up in back yards.
I can paint my finger nails and toe nails in the bathtub while listening to soft jazz surrounded by vanilla candles.
I can close my eyes and imagine the lover and the life that I want and call them into being.
I can read my favorite book again or go to a thrift store and try and find a new favorite.
I can listen to my son tell me stories about how great is new video game is and how mean his science teacher is.
I can practice drawing the lotus tattoo I want that I have been putting off.
I can write my dad a letter and send him pictures of las vegas.
I can take myself to a karaoke bar grab the mic and sing Love Don’t Live here Anymore.
I can crank up the Incubus tracks and clean my house.
There are a zillion things that I can do in the meantime.
None of which include sitting by the phone.
Better yet …
I can just stop waiting