Different subject positions in different parts of the same day. Sometimes I am the person who waits and sometimes I am the person waited upon.
Hours pass in anticipation of something to happen, a word of confirmation but nothing occurs. Its as if the world has conspired to envelop me in a coccoon of diplomacy and keep things neutral. Emotions, like an excess of energy, are waiting to pour out of my mind and body and yet there is no conduit to receive it.
Hours pass in anticipation of something to happen, a word of confirmation but nothing occurs. Its as if the world has conspired to envelop me in a coccoon of diplomacy and keep things neutral. Emotions, like an excess of energy, are waiting to pour out of my mind and body and yet there is no conduit to receive it.
