They say that watched pot never boils. I know there is suppose to be a lesson there somewhere. But I just need this water to boil.
Ok, maybe don't fight the wisdom. Maybe it's time to tackle some of these endless dishes. The sink is full and my stomach is empty. I turn the faucet towards the H, again waiting for water to get hot. Sorting out the dishes so that they can be ready. I check the stream, then heat jumps from the tip of my fingers to the center of my brain. Ouch! Finally something is ready.
What is wrong with me? Time is meaningless, but my mind is ruthless. Running around to nowhere, trying to find somewhere. The house is full but strangely still. Why do I find myself always in the same place? Running after some endless moment, only to miss it somehow.
Oh shit, the water is boiling and reduced by half. Great now I got to add more water. Right back to staring and waiting for the water to boil. The eggs stare at me, ready to be put into the pot.
Oh shit, the soapy water is overflowing. Tap the faucet.
What's going on with me today? My mind is restless and time is filled with memories. And I know the money doesn't really make me whole, the dreams of granny fill the kitchen, trying to hold on the things that I need to save my soul.
