Wait if it's what you want to do.

When I walk through the hallways alone I make an effort to walk in someone else's footprints. The whole 100 yards I walk I think about what shoes made those prints, whose shoes they were, what kind of person they're like. It's like being them for a minute or two. I imagine what their life is like at home. Do they have a nice family? Any pets? Do they get along? The possibilities are endless. For every set of foot prints there is a unique individual who created them. I'll just go on playing make-believe. It's more fun.