Waiting for the bus, waiting for a train, waiting for that flight. Waiting for the weekend, waiting for payday. Waiting for the rice maker, the doorbell, for the chime on the microwave. Waiting for the postman, waiting for the phone to ring. Waiting.
Like a list on some drawn-out game of bingo, we tick them off, one by one. Start waiting on the next. Maybe when it amounts to enough, we get a shot at going back to the drawing board.
Assuming some waiting/reassembly required.
"...it's all headlights and vapor trails, and circle K killers"