Posture dwells as a patience, developing expectation without expectation, wait without weight, concentration without effort. I have not contorted a credit card to the broken point since the last time I had substantial death. Did I mean student death? Can I not say debt? Let me think for a bit, please do not go away in this mean time. Average fights for my heart. Standards wish for less deviation while deviance demands to be on the far edge of the median. Living is not a street, maybe it's a sewer. Either way, it smells like a path, before or after rain. What are you waiting for? Can I wait with you? That way we can both be surprised or disappointed or both.