Waiting in line

 

I have been in this line for so long now that I was beginning to question whether or not this was even the right line.  There were a few to pick from, but at the time this one seemed like the obvious choice, however, considering how my luck has been running, I’m starting to doubt my own judgement.

I mean, I’ve made some mistakes before and a few have been doozies, but I’m just going to stay in line and wait my turn.  Anyway, way back when I joined this line, my friend got into a different line.  We could see each other and for the most part, our lines were moving at the same pace.

Then, on September 1^st. of this year, he reached the end of the line.  I could no longer see him.  Our last conversation was exactly that – our last.  It’s sort of confusing how the head of the line is actually the end.