Sitting and waiting. It is not something I am particularly good at. My green plaid skirt was getting cold. My black shoes were dirty. I should get a new pair. The weather was nasty. It was cold and cloudy. It had been like that all day. When would the sun come? When would the savior rein? I needed to get out of here! Go to a warm, loving space. The walls looked so dull, even though they were yellow. The grey on the stairs did not make it better. The more I looked around the sadder I felt. The green bench was wobbly and the clock seemed to be stuck at 3 o'clock. Looking once more, I found no comfort and looking for a third time did not go any better.
Sitting and waiting. It is not something I am good at. Especially when sitting on the bench for the forgotten and lonely. The more time passed the lonelier I got. It that even a word?! I guess now it is. Now it was time to wait and wait, till the gloom passes away.
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