with eager anticipation,
looking out of smudged window,
anxiety over imagination.
The picture was taken newly after I posted similar one. I felt someone gazing vacantly at the sea but with anticipation. It was just a scuttle – rounded window – of an old ocean liner but must have a story.
Instead of answering to the question “what are you waiting for”, I’d like to say what I’m looking for; it’s a creative imagination required for writing a story.