Endless Waiting

It’s a Sunday afternoon and I’m feeling inspired to do something, but I just sit here, reading Twitter and occasionally cleaning the house a bit. 

I’m waiting on my daughter to wake up from her afternoon nap. I’m waiting on my wife and son to come home from the doctor. There’s no point in starting anything, just to be interrupted and have to drop it in 20 minutes time…

So, I sit and I wait and occasionally I get up and clean something or read my book or write a blog post… and I slowly die, I slowly squander the life in me… waiting. 

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