The gap between already and not yet. A glance at the clock, nervously scrolling through the feed, aimlessly watching people around. At this time, life seems to pause, while the inner dialogue, on the contrary, accelerates. But in this gap - hidden freedom. You are temporarily exempt from actions. You can just be. To dream, to worry, to hope, or to contemplate specks of dust in a ray of light. Waiting is a blank slate that we fill with our own inner content. What expectation - big or small - is currently shaping your emotional background?