Welcome to the waiting room with a side effect: there is no time to lose!

Does time fly by here? Do butterflies tumble out of your tummies here? Does time stretch when you stretch? Can time be drawn from running noses? Can you outrun time with a cast on your leg? Do lice run at a snail's pace across your liver and tickle? Is tickling contagious? Are we allowed to be loud when time stands still? Do we still have time for a heavy heart? Or is the frog about to leap out of our throats? We stare at air holes in paint.

The waiting room becomes a place of encounter, a possibility space where we playfully approach time-body feelings: Is right now? What does a second feel like when you're sick or something hurts? How much time do we have? And what do we do with it?
 
Let's leave the waiting position, plunge headlong into the now, dive into the fever dream!