Not in Good Timing

I am sitting in the hospital waiting room waiting to be admitted. This is definitely significantly different from the last time I was admitted. There’s no drama. If anything I feel like I’m in an airport waiting for a flight. I’m looking for an outlet to charge my phone, getting ready for a long trip. The waiting room is empty, I am alone waiting for Missy to come meet me. Once she gets here, we’re going to go upstairs and get admitted to the 7th floor. I have tears in my eyes but not the front, the back. They’re ready to fall but they’re not. I’m not scared. I’m more frustrated. I have so much I want to do. My book is not done yet. My speaking career has not launched yet. This is definitely not in good timing.

 

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Mike Cohen