May 27 23

We're sitting at the crossroads of anticipation.
There are a lot of people who are expecting something from me.
They're waiting for me to act.

I'm waiting for them to act.
6 years.
I've been waiting for 6 years.
And I've gotten good at waiting.
I've perfected it.

We're all going to wait and wait and keep waiting, until some of us die.
But you will not have it your way.
This either ends in my way, or no way.

A lot has changed within a year.
I'm still the same, yet I'm different.
People are dying.
More will die.
Perhaps I shall die too.

Or maybe I'll outlive them all.