I didn't expect adulthood to be so lonely. I didn't expect to be spending this much time by myself waiting for something to happen. I don't have much hope there will be anything else but this gray fog of purpose from now until the end. I either made all the wrong choices or I am predisposed to sabotage everything that does happen.
But I am taking in air. I have a horizontal view of a world that is steadier than it seems. I activate my waiting and watching sensors.
I am in this for the long haul.