I'm counting down. One day after another, I'm counting down. Dragging myself along, hour after hour, I'm counting down. There is nothing worse than waiting.
Like a horse before the gunshot, I'm itching to go. I have it all laid out in front of me. I know exactly how it's going to happen. Now all I have to do is wait. And wait. And wait...
And by the time it'll come around, my carefully laid-out plan will have crumbled to dust, and I'll be milling around in confusion. Because that's the way life goes.
Enregistrer un commentaire