February

The days are seemingly getting longer and the wait, unbearable. I fear what will happen a few weeks from now. And for how long, I don't know.

When weeks will turn to months, testing the finite boundaries of my patience. The restlessness of the eyes, and the abuse of the ears at the hands of technology. The numbness of the hands, savoring the last touch that was.

Oh February, I wish you had never arrived!