beckett

waiting for godot is a vastly interesting play. it centers on two men who wait for a third, but that third hasn't shown up as far as they remember, and they've been waiting for a while. but they still wait. and wait. and wait some more.

in a way, the play is as depressing as hell.

but in another way, the play speaks very strongly to hope and faith.

i'm still learning to wait for godot. because sometimes the time isn't yet. it may appear to be now, but sometimes i just have to wait. i'm still learning.