Waiting

It’s eight o’clock in the morning. I sit and I wait. Watching life go by. I’m waiting outside in the lobby area because it’s brighter and warmer than the office itself. I’m right outside the door of the office waiting for someone I love to be done having an eye procedure. People are coming, people are going. Getting in the elevator, coming off the elevator. People coming to see doctors, people working for doctors, doctors themselves. Couples, and people alone ... life going by. As I sit and wait for my loved one to be back by my side.