I spend my life in waiting rooms. Today, eye doc because my vision has gotten worse over the past year. I’ve been here for an hour so far. I’m so tired of waiting (rooms). The tone, the atmosphere, the sterile blue walls, other people’s “waiting mode” all rubbing off on one another. It is unpleasant no matter how many distractions I bring to keep myself busy. I’m just so fed up. Exhausted. Annoyed. Frustrated. You name it. I try and stay positive but things are hard man. And I just want them to get easier please. I need lighter brighter days. I kind of feel like crying in this waiting room. That would totally make it so much more awkward than it is already. Actually I just cracked myself up picturing that…