Endless Waiting

It is with a heavy heart that I write this post, as I toss and turn about, unable to sleep; feeling so restless, and helpless. I detest waiting for anything. Patience is not in my list of qualities, but waiting for something which is just so immensely far away is unfair.
I wish I could while away the time by staying in bed, and doing nothing at all. Just counting down the days, hours and minutes. But alas! It is not possible. There is a vast amount of time jn between which requires me to fulfill my other responsibilites, such as school, familial chores, etc.
I waited out the time by staying in bed for my birthday, spending almost 20 hours like that. But it was so difficult. Barely a day was able to be spent like that, and the waiting period I am talking about encompasses months! I wish I was able to hibernate.
Waiting is unfair; unjust to my soul. There is nothing I can do to make time go faster, or make the destination come closer. I have to suffer.
The anticipation leading upto it will begin when it will be so close, I can taste it in the air around me. But that is too far away. At times, I don't know if I ever will be able to make it. But I just hope I can.