Saturday, August 27, 2005

One Hundred Words While Waiting

I’ve done a lot of waiting in my life and I am embarrassed and a little humiliated to admit it, ashamed also for writing this, waiting, in an empty corner of a pub with my back to the door, out of sight, trying to make myself invisible until the right moment arrives to come out of the shadows and play my part.

But I am grateful for this moment of freedom, a cloak of invisibility where people think I’m somewhere else. Here is a little space alone, a way from the stresses that surround us and threaten to overwhelm me.

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