When nothing is coming when it is supposed to, it is hard to keep track of all the things you could do while you are waiting.
For example, still waiting for my passport with a Russian Visa inside.
My rental car oil light was on this weekend. Instead of paying attention to that I drove it to the beach and back on a rainy Saturday. I played in the waves and sat on the sand till my lips turned blue because it is hard to stay warm in the rain on a cloudy beach.
Then my car broke down on the highway Monday morning. When I finally got to work I cried in the staffroom and a co-worker I have never really talked to offered me his onigiri. I refused it.
The distance between places that have become home and places I have never seen is growing shorter.