another day stuffed with pockets of frustration.
it's 10pm and i've barely settled in, but i've gotta find a way to get to bed anyway.
briefly thought about going out, but i'm stone broke.
i didn't eat lunch, but i at least got a bottle of water in.
lovers are quiet.
dreams are elusive.
your blessing will come with the full moon.
i hope so.
the egun are whispering, patience, child. patience.
i really am.
normally i am patient. i don't mind waiting, biding my time.
but suddenly the very thought of having to wait a moment longer for anything makes me want to scream and holler.
what am i in such a rush to get to?