Waiting to wait
What do humans know of waiting? I’ve been patiently waiting to start waiting. You see, my turn has yet to come. I have yet to fulfill my destiny, come through the other side of the dense smoke that veils my future.
I yearn for the future purpose that I still haven’t discovered. My unannounced fate and unwritten end are assured though unknown. Even after my passing I’ll continue to wait, for death is not the end of purpose but sometimes it’s only a metamorphosis; a stage, a step of sorts, towards a higher and ulterior purpose.
What do humans know of ulterior purposes? When becoming bacon is not their destiny.