Waiting. But for What?

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Ever feel like you’re waiting for something, but you’re not exactly sure what is you’re waiting for? What’s that, hypothetical reader? You’re waiting for a grammatically correct sentence?

Prepositions, schmepositions.

It’s strange, it’s almost as though there’s something in the air, something utterly intangible, and yet it feels as though it might be soon.

It.

What?

I have no idea. Maybe it’s seeping edginess from coffee, maybe it’s the lingering after effects of procrastination, of going down a rabbit hole that didn’t need exploring today, while other things sit and stare at me accusingly.

Yes, editing, I’m talking to you. And nearly-finished-first-draft. Trust me, I hear you, calling to me over on my Kindle, waiting rather impatiently, if may be frank.

What’s that, hypothetical reader? You thought I was Isa-Lee?

Nice one. Probably one of the oldest jokes ever devised, as old as the word/name combo, but still, not a bad attempt at humor.

So what is it?

I haven’t the faintest idea. But I promise to share if I find out.

We’ll save the other animals for another day. I hope you enjoyed your vicarious zoo visit!

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9 thoughts on “Waiting. But for What?

  1. wildchild47

    the uneasy feeling that sits within the skin, urging, pushing, prompting …. yet it’s like listening on an extremely static filled party line!

  2. I’m in a similar situation. Me just waiting for something to tell me it’s all okay to go do something. Maybe it’s hardwired into us human beings when we get close to the longest day of the year?

  3. There is a storm coming. Not a storm that brings rain and thunder but a storm that brings change. I don’t know what it is either but I agree that something is amiss, something is not quite right and that we should appreciate these days of simplicity while they are here.

    • I’m really not sure that it wasn’t that horrendous shooting that we felt coming. And maybe what will come after.

      I don’t know if it’s reassuring or frightening that others feel it as well, but yes, it’s definitely there.

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