in that unique October golden morning glow everything suddenly fell into place and felt perfect.

We are waiting. For Friday. For sunshine. For a better figure. For the feeling of being ready. We wait. And suddenly another month has passed, a year, half a lifetime. We wait instead of taking action. Waiting is easier than pulling yourself together and leaving your comfort zone. I know that too well. We wait for the right time. But it doesn't exist. It's never the right time. There is always something wrong and it will never feel perfect. Maybe those around you will help you, a little nudge from family or friends in the right direction. But in the end, you have to take the first step yourself.