Aberrations: Tedious Wait
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Waiting for something that would be: familiar feeling, isn’t it? We look forward to when she comes back, look forward to when the morning comes; waiting to stop the rain (or when will finally rain…).
Life itself is a… waiting?
Note: “Gentle Waves Peeling Left To Right” background recorded by netcitizen mugwood a.k.a Antony Ryan and used with permission.
Life itself is a waiting, if you try to plan it. What if you do not plan, but just to live?
someone once said (R. Hinelin i believe) waiting is becoming.......most beautiful friend
..they recently moved in, watched telly, so-so, and... a neighbor, according to the old-fashioned custom, decided to go with the cake, get to know them and all that. Who'd have known?
They were watching the world go by from the living room window when suddenly one drops behind the settee shortly followed by the other....one says to be other In a whisper ........"Theres someone at the door"......"you answer it "..."no you do it "...."no."...."well look out the window then"...."it's the Avon lady "...the Avon lady pressed the door bell ....and time stopped inside the house....was she heard by the two acid heads hiding behind the settee.........there was no answer .....she walked away......as they trembled