I am an under estimator. And an over estimator.
Think I get it from my dad. If he says it'll take an hour to change that part in the car, expect it'll be an entire afternoon and a trip to the auto parts store.
I totally underestimated how underneath my skin that love was. Is. I overestimated my abilities of cooperation and negotiation. I underestimated the layers of pain.
I wait.
I watch.
Little distracts the process. It is the air in my lungs and the words on my lips.
Some things I meant, some I did not. Surprisingly, I did not know which was which until now.