off much deprived limelight

That's the one word summation of the entire day.

The turn from six thousand made me wait, twice.
I made the two of you wait. sorry!
The three of us waited for her.
He came to wait with us.
Both of us waited for them.

And in the end we waited to return home.

There's more that could be told. And told more beautifully. But the sight of the end of the road is so hauntingly absorbing that it distracts more than it intends to. The yellow line tells more than it usually does. Boundaries, it nags. I wish it would quit poking at the obvious. I wish it would stop being unrelentingly critical.

But I'm wishing on too much for a line on a road.

Yet, that's what I'm still doing.

minx wrote at11:20 PM
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