the hamster ball

Sometimes waiting isn't exactly boring.


To me, waiting feels a lot more like going through life in a hamster ball. This slightly separated and detached existence from your real life with a raised level of anxiety that plays out in your inner monologue surrounding the desire to change your situation that unfortunately is dependent on someone else changing it for you.


Shouldwegotolunch?NO.whatiftheycallandIcan'ttalkinanoisyrestaurant?Itcan'tgotovoicemail.
Iwanttosleepintomorrow.NO.whatiftheycallearlyandIwakeupsoundinglikeIjustwokeupwhenIanswerthephone;causeitdefinitelycannotpossiblygotovoicemailIwillcallbackandtheywon'tanswer. 
MaybeIshouldwearsomethingnice,Idon'twantittohappenwhenI'mwearingthejeansthatdon'tfitmeright.Dangit,myhairdoesn'tlookgoodeither.Therebetternotbepictures.






Hamsters are so stupid.