Friday, April 29, 2011

4/29/11

He was not made for waiting. Pacing back and fourth. Wanting news, any news. Whether good, or bad. Just to know, he just wants to know.
He logs in. He refreshes the page. Over and over. Over and over and over. Until it drives him mad with frustration. Why can't he know?! He wonders, ponders. The jitters and anxiety rule his mind. He needs distraction, anything to help him not think about what could be lurking in his in-box.
He is tired from all the anticipation, it is like wanting for a Christmas, that never seems to come.

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