Jimmy Waits

Jimmy looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Just like yesterday, he was shocked at how old he looked.

Jimmy Waits
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Jimmy looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Just like yesterday, he was shocked at how old he looked.

He stood there staring for several minutes.

“Where did my life go?” he whispered to the mirror.

A bone-deep sigh rattled his frail body and he grabbed the safety rail on the bathroom wall to keep from falling.

“I spent my life waiting, didn’t I?”, he told the mirror.

Waiting for the right woman.
Waiting for the right job and the right promotion.
Waiting for the right house and car and holiday.
Waiting for the right friends.
Waiting for all the right things to fall into place at the right time.
Waiting to be happy.

His nurse knocked on the door and asked if he was ok.

“Now I’m just waiting to die”, he told his reflection.

A tear rolled down his grizzled cheek and fell to the bathroom floor.