It's chill, I guess.
I suppose I'm waiting. I forget sometimes that life will keep happening and that change is probably on the horizon. Sometimes you make it over a hill and you don't know what the next hill is going to be. Sometimes things become settled and I forget that they will change again.
I just don't know what is going to happen to me. But waiting sure is a crucial thing. What a concept, waiting. So dynamic and interesting. So many different things come from waiting.
Military history was the place I first was pushed to think about waiting. Creativity and waiting was also brought up at the time. But waiting, what a thing. What a thing.
This life, what a thing to wait for.
Also a thing to make. But sometimes I don't know what to make it into.
I guess I'll have to wait until I know what to make it into. I'm certainly trying. It will come to another point in which I have things to say and do.
Right now I just need to get healthy.
Curse this soar throat!