the waiting game Written by jimberly on a sunny, yet warm sunday evening I choose to drive home the lllloooonnnngggg wwwaaayyy as a way to unwind, relax from a eight day of selling to the public. as I do where every I travel my camera waited on the seat next to me when what do I spy around a ben in the road? how and why there are four plastic chairs situated near four mailboxes under a speed sign I do not know. anyone? Advertisements Share this:TwitterLinkedInFacebookEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “the waiting game” No matter where or when you live or have lived, a wonder surrounds snail mail; it is worth sitting at the mailbox and waiting for. The emergence of electronic communication – email, online forums, social media – has reduced the prevalence of personal letters, but it has not eliminated the delight. LikeLike Reply Yes and I can image four good ole friends gathering each taking their chair talking about the day events while they wait. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.