The Big Wait... Your ephemeral presence in my life continues to feed a perpetual longing. Large doses of you aren't an option, otherwise I might have drowned myself long ago. Once every few years isn't enough, has to be though. My options are very limited. My life's leash is very short. It's been reduced as time has went by. I continuously reach out, grasping at nothing, Always knowing the outcome, the emptiness. The big wait, accompanied by an urge to sedate. A.E.2007