Time goes by slowly when you spend it waiting.
That's the best part. The how.
I read once that water is a symbol for emotions. And for a while now I've thought maybe my mother drowned in both.
You know... sometimes we meet our destiny on the road we take to avoid it.
Sometimes a shock to the system is a good thing, you know? Like a reminder that you're alive.
It seems to me that the experiences that stay with you, the things you'll always remember, aren't the ones you can force, or go looking for. I've always thought of those things as the ones that somehow find you.