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Waiting never sits well
and I don’t sit well waiting.
Fidget,
Fidget,
Flick through the inter webs.
Try and watch some TV,
Read a few passages,
Scrawl a few words.
Restless,
Restless.
I can’t settle,
I can’t think,
I can’t breathe.
©️ Juliette Turrell
Juliette Turrell 
I know this feeling all too well. I’ve never been one for sitting still and waiting too long. But, then, when things are out of control…i wish that I could just sit down and fidget a bit.
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I’m fine sitting still, thinking, writing, reading… but not when my mind is somewhere else, waiting for something else.
It leads to overthinking and imagining things that are not there. At least one hopes they are not…
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