Longing.

Longing.

Ecclesiastes 3:11.

Maddening, Saddening.

I want to figure it out.

I want to figure You out.

I want to figure me out.

I want to figure something out damn it.

Damn. Curse.

Is that what I do?

Damn, instead of rest.

Damn this maddening, saddening.

It's rigged.

I can't figure it out.....

Hold on.

.....I can't figure it out.

It's rigged.

Eternity is rigged.

And I secretly smile at my short-sightedness.

What? I'm smiling?

And I wait.

I'm so glad You're patient.

Maddening, Gladdening.

Look up.