Tap tap tap paT pat pat

I wait. Let me in.. Let me out.

Arbeit, Heim. Mach schnell!

My successor is ready at my current job, and so I am in chess's endgame. I am waiting to hear back on if I get the job I think I will love. My love is already there, and I am still here. I am reminded of a memory -- in the wave pool at an amusement park. Always, before the next wave came, the pool pulled a good part of the water back into the mechanism. While in the water, that pull didn't feel like a wave... instead, one feels slightly weightless, and gently sinks with the water level. The inevitable rush of water afterwards distracts one from those strange sensations.

I think I need sleep. Maybe I'll snack first, or take a quick jog around the neighborhood.