will everything really be alright?

alright is defined as 'adequate.'
i don't think anything in life is 'adequate.'
pain is excruciating. love burns. sadness is heart-wrenching and life, as we know it, is difficult.
words have evolved past 'good' and 'bad.'
it's become purposeful, just as life should be.
i think it's inspiring reading others' blogs. so many of my friends and loved ones going through an array of emotions and steps in life... makes me feel like i'm at a standstill.
even at this standstill, though, i can't help but be thankful.
thankfulness doesn't necessarily have to be felt, though, does it?
maybe it's my lack of sleep that's talking, but man. i hate waiting.
i have to wait for my masters degree. i have to wait and see if i pass my two board-certified tests to be able to practice in CA (or anywhere outside the state, for that matter). i have to wait to see my manfriend. i have to wait and save money in order to move out. i have to wait for the weekend.
why is life such a perpetuation of 'waits?'
my patience is wearing thin.