Unexpected Lesson

With life nothing but a tired old story, I was waiting, always awaiting; Checking off the pages that life has to me been sending; Unimportant, I mark each page, with life so boring. But, always with a wish that magical page will be opening, And, to a wondrous scene, I would be transporting. Now jaded by this whole affair, I flick my finger at a passing page. Amazingly the page undergoes a revision. It appears that by the pointing of my finger, Some of what life sent my way, can no longer linger. So, I flick again, and the story revises as if I pulled a trigger. Then I flick once more and more of the story does reconfigure. Just how this came about I cannot figure. But, now it does seem that all life really wanted from me, Was to stand up, and rewrite my destiny.