I'm counting down. One
day after another, I'm counting down. Dragging myself along, hour
after hour, I'm counting down. There is nothing worse than waiting.
Like a horse before the
gunshot, I'm itching to go. I have it all laid out in front of me. I
know exactly how it's going to happen. Now all I have to do is wait.
And wait. And wait...
And by the time it'll
come around, my carefully laid-out plan will have crumbled to dust,
and I'll be milling around in confusion. Because that's the way life
goes.
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