Paralysis is at the heart of Becketts works all we can do is wait, we

cant hope yet we cant despair. The one who despairs and commits
suicide has no right to, because in doing so would be claiming to have a
final conclusion, meaning about life. And so we must wait. We wait
because there is an inkling of hope that something might happen and we
will find meaning. According to Beckett, as human beings, we dont have
enough information to come to a conclusion about anything (positive or
negative), so the logical thing to do is wait. Human activity is just playing
games, and so waiting becomes metaphysical, ontological. For Beckett
Human is a metaphysical waiter, not the rational, romantic, empathetic
being. This is at the heart of a persons being, it is not a phase, but
intrinsic. From this perspective, I wonder if everything I have done and will
do is making sense to my life, or is of nonsense, just mere activity to fulfill a
lifetime while always searching for answers. And accordingly I always ask
myself if it is worth giving everything and being a perfectionist or just
holding back and being slothful when both are considered activities in a
Beckettian world .