The Waiting Room - A Waiting Game




     It hits hard in middle age.  I did all I was supposed to, I married, I had a career, I nailed her at least twice a day and usually more.  Ten years wasted.  I did not want children but that was not my choice.  I could have at least stayed in the military as much as I despise some of the people who run it.
     At least I have smoked and drank more than I would have if I had died when I was supposed to.  That is something, I guess.
     I have my family and my cats.  Only the cats need me.
     The dead dream, you know, and their dreams are uneasy.


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