Waiting, It’s the hardest part, or so they say. It’s like hearing the clock tick when you’re trying to sleep. You know it’s there, marching by, but not quite irrelevant…
Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols. – Thomas Mann