Waiting... dear God I hate waiting. But it feels like that's all I ever do.
I wait for the red light.
I wait for the computer to catch up.
I wait for the clock to say "5".
I wait for grandpa driving in front of me to move his P.O.S. out of my way.
I wait for the red light.
I wait for the computer to catch up.
I wait for the clock to say "5".
I wait for grandpa driving in front of me to move his P.O.S. out of my way.
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