Reading by the Vltava river, two years ago.
The show's tomorrow but I'm in the attic of my mind right now, putting stuff away.
I spent 34 years waiting for my real life to begin.
Now, I'm worried that I've blinked and missed it.
I'll be back writing on Monday.
Music: Any minute now my ship is coming in
Tags: waiting, logan lo, patience, wasted time