In the meantime has been awfully hard to live with in the meantime.

In the meantime has been awfully hard to live with in the meantime.

Someone forgot to provide me with a HOW TO manual on living in the meantime, in the meantime.

You know, in the meantime while we:

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

And then wait some more.

Ack!!

Whew!!!

Ah, God, what in the fresh hell are we supposed to DO whilst waiting, in the meantime?

The meantime hurts.

The meantime is maddening.

The meantime is, well, mean.

There is no one feeding me grapes and fanning me as I wait out my dreams, in the meantime.

In the meantime, the meantime is getting harder and harder and harder to DO.

I want to kick and scream.

I want to cut up and act ten kinds of fool.

I want to run away and hide.

I want.

I want…*sigh*.

Ow, beloved, in the meantime sure has been tough to live with in the meantime.

How about you?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. We shall get there. Or not. In the meantime, enjoy your day. Life is short. I think I shall go ferret out whatever snacks Maggie/Craig/Chuckster have left. Not sure they left us much peeps. How dare they, eh?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love