Thought about what was written here and wondered when the queen may read it. Hope it would be sooner than later but time really has no meaning right now.
Impatient I may be, anxious to have conversation and connection because of a feeling that things are heading a certain direction.
Got no logical reason to feel this way, merely a gut impulse but every other time I felt it the thing I thought would happen did.
Doesn’t mean it will, but it doesn’t mean it won’t either.
So if I sit upon the fence post and wait a moment before determining what side to come down upon I am ok with it.