Here is the truth: Today waiting is like torture.
I am waiting for 5:00 and I am waiting for
Sunday and I am waiting for
Memorial Day and
I am waiting for
Ohio. Also I am impatient and I cannot wait. I may not make much sense in anything I say except for when I say Now, I mean Now.
You know what impatience is: It's itchy in
your own skin scratch your hair pound the keyboard
reload reload reload. HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME.
Right this second Now Now Now.
What is this shit, what is this business of days
taking time to pass? When did they come up with
that concept of time? (What I mean is,
at what point of my growing up did I miss the
crucial Patience 101 course?)
Today waiting is like torture. Now. I said NOW.