Waiting for Physical Therapy
I sit in the loby cacooned, in a shroud of meaningless noise. It's all loud, incomprehensible as sounds blend. There's applause, must be the TV game show. And more voices than I can possibly count. Occasionally one stands out for a moment, then submerges into the senseless, frightening rushing. I can't stand it, so bring an audio book with headphones on maximum. That doesn't change the situation, but it makes me Feel better. There is One thing in my environment which I can understand and even Control.