Waiting. Waiting for Kafka. Waiting for Godot. Writing. Writing to pass the time. Writing about Kafka. 20 minutes to pass. 20 lines with 20 letters. Maybe more. Maybe less. I am waiting. Kafka is waiting. Waiting. Just waiting. Spending time. People pass. Patience. I have time. Although time is nothing to have or not have. You don’t have time. You spend time. But spending also implies possession. Time spends you. Read more →