I'm always waiting.

I get asked what I'm waiting for a lot.

And I always reply with the same thing.

"I'm not sure."

I'm really not sure what exactly I'm waiting for.

The end of time? End of the game? When I finally die? Tomorrow? The love of my life? This planet's end? What is it that I wait every day for?

I don't think I'm really supposed to know what I'm waiting for.

I think maybe that's the point of me always waiting, because I don't know exactly what it is I'm waiting for.

If that even makes sense.

Think of it this way, waiting is a pain, when you know what it is. But some people, when they don't know what 'it' is, don't mind the wait.

I guess that's how I am.

But then there are those people who can't stand not knowing, and it drives them to the brink of insanity, so there's that theory too.

Maybe I'm insane, and that's why I'm waiting.

Insanity has a funny definition if you think about it.

What exactly makes a person insane? Does waiting for something unknown qualify? I wonder if people who are insane are also waiting for something.

Or maybe we're the insane ones? I guess it's just a matter of perspective.

In their world, we are the crazy ones, and they aren't. In whatever case, I suppose being in a straight jacket might be a sure sign you're crazy.

Or hearing voices. But I sometimes hear voices that aren't there. And I'm not considered crazy. So again it sort of goes back to the whole perspective thing. Hearing voices doesn't always mean insanity, it sometimes just means lonely.

Maybe I'm waiting for companionship?

Or I'm waiting to be swallowed up by the void.

Does thinking about those things make me insane then?

I wouldn't mind if it did, because I guess being crazy also means being open minded about everything.

I guess that's just how I see it, though.

Not everyone has the same view on things.

I know this, and I take it to heart.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but I mean, they don't really have to shove their opinion down everyone else's throats.

I don't really think I have any room to talk on that matter, because there have been times when I guess I have done the same thing.

It's not a matter of whether I'm right or wrong, it's a matter of whether what a person has to say would potentially hurt someone else.

This again I have no right to talk about. I've said things that have upset people before, this I know as truth. But it all comes down to perspective again.

This planet I'm on, for example. This planet is waiting for something too. I can feel it. Though I'm almost certain its waiting for something completely different then what I am waiting for.

This game has a strange way of putting things into perspective. Wow look at that, there's perspective once more, coming to lay claim on another theory of mine.

Maybe I am crazy, but one thing is for sure...

If I'm crazy, then what does that make you?