Waiting gives thanks for book and chair—and no current need for queue outside necesssarium over there.

Engrossing read staves off waiting’s primary adversary, boredom, between pings of both where and what to feed.

Even waiting needs a break from its chosen mean—oft in the form of imbibition by way of bursting bag’s bottle during a rounding survey of the current scene.

Think not like one who has spelunked into an in-caved bend; most waiting’s are ephemeral and lead to a manageable, if not happy, end. ; )

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