The Future

The future that awaits me seems so far away. The dreams fulfilled are still in the dreaming stage. The plans I'm making are like the yeast rolls my grandma used to make. They are covered while I'm waiting for them to rise. I see it. I see it so clearly. I see my life, my loves, my family. I see it all in front of me. Yet it is like a movie scene and I am watching it, waiting for the lead actress to start looking like what I see in the mirror. Will she fall ill? Will she feel like she just needs a night off? Will the director just wave his hand and give me my part? I'm the understudy, but the part is mine. Always has been and I know that I will shine in the future, but what am I to do right now?