I hate the waiting game.
It's so hard when there's something you really want, really need, really believe in, and if only someone else, the right someone else, would believe half as much as you do, everything would work out, everything would be wonderful. And maybe it will - surely it will. But when?
Sorry this blog has taken a whiny turn lately. But last night I had a dream that I was hot and golden and full of cornbread stuffing, sitting on a big platter. I woke up and just wanted to cry.
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