Red Lights and "The In-Between"

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My life feels like a car driving on a road with a full tank of gas and only green lights ahead. There is no time to slow down, no time to rest and catch my breath. I am constantly racing ahead to the next event. I don’t like the times in between. I don’t like red lights that make me stop.

Maybe the good stuff isn’t ahead or behind us. Maybe it’s somewhere in-between.
Jeff Goins – The In-Between

I hate stopping at red lights, but I think I need one.

I need a red light.

I need to enjoy the time spent at red lights. I actually need some in between time to breathe.

Do you get mad when you have to stop at a red light?

This morning I sat at the bank for thirty-two minutes before a banker could see me. There were two people in line ahead of me. A woman and a man. The woman kept clutching her bag and looking at her watch; the man sat back and looked like he was sleeping.

After reading The In Between, by Jeff Goins, I have been living more in the moment, enjoying the wait. Even if it just a few minutes in a chair at the bank.

After I talked to the banker I said, “My friend Jeff Goins just published a book, The In-Between. It’s about enjoying the time you spend waiting. Waiting for the next big thing. Most of our life is spent waiting. There is no reason to be mad about the wait.”

“Suggest the book to our customers. They’re always mad when they have to wait.”

Do you hate waiting?

I do.

I hate waiting. Waiting to grow up, waiting for an airplane, waiting to get married, waiting to get pregnant, waiting for the child to be born, waiting for the child to grow up, waiting for the child to leave, waiting to die. ( The last one I can wait a long time for. )

My life is lived in the waiting, in the in between, the red lights and the moments at the bank. Today is what counts.