Wait...wait...just a minute...

I’m not a very good waiter. (Probably waitress, either—I’m so messy—but that’s not what we’re talking about here. Pay attention.) I never think of myself as the spoiled, instant gratification type, but…there you go. I hate waiting.          Now that I’ve started this post, I have to admit it’s not going in any interesting kind of direction, because what I can’t wait on is my own story.          My intent...