Waiting is a beautiful thing, if you know the craft. 

Like, you can’t wait between morning and twilight, you have to wait between twilight and dawn. 

There’s no way you can wait being hopelessly sober…

The nights pass through the drunk tunnels…you get to do that, 

Someone chasing your car and you have broken the catastrophic brake. 

And one more thing, it’s never too late to start waiting.