Hurry up and wait

Waiting is the worst part.

How the days both evaporate and drag on.

Being “brave” when questioned.

Too much to do and nothing at all.

Making sure it’s all arranged.

The logjam of expectations.

Rushing to hurry up and wait.

(Okay, maybe not the worst part.

I can think of worse things.

But I get tired of thinking about it.

Wishing it was over so I can move on.)

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