Waiting for the winds of change, not so patiently although everything seems calm I’m holding my breath…on the edge of suspense, a storm is brewing, the cauldron is bubbling…the tide is set to turn.
And then nothing. Silence.
The state of limbo is a continuum, I’m in it now. We’re in it now.
What next? What next? What next?
Hush and wait a second.