i need a storm

I had someone tell me once that they were waiting for that bolt of lightning to strike them so that they knew what to do in their life--when it came to me being a part of their life in particular. I've had countless conversations with friends who knew of people in their lives that were waiting for that bolt of lightning to hit them so they would know which direction their life should go.

I thought it was ridiculous that someone actually believed that they would have a moment like this happen to them that would help them make decisions. After a conversation this morning with a friend whose life is about to be affected by a bolt that struck her boyfriend, I realized that:

I
am
one
of
those
people.

I have been waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike me. To shake up my life. To rescue me from the mundane. To tell me what to do. To shape me into what I am destined to become.

And shortly after being struck with that thought, I was struck by another:

That's
not
how
life
works.

All I'm doing is waiting. And I'm going to miss out on everything I desire most.