Waiting.

Waiting for Thursday to roll around to see T.
Waiting for Friday for one last coffee with T.
Waiting for the kids to go back to school fully.
Waiting to resume scheduled days.
Waiting to travel.
Waiting to return from traveling.
Waiting for the kids to return fully and for good.
Waiting for the next opportunity to continue studying or going over grammar.
Waiting to make plans for the rest of the year.

Waiting for x to happen because then what?

I've been finding myself a lot in this state of mind. Were the waiting dominates as if I am counting down days. Yet I don't know what I am counting down towards.