Waiting for gesso to dry

the music is playing random tracks. there are ten new surfaces on the easel board drying with the first coat of gesso on them. hey might be dry by now. I am trying to paint out of the corner of my eye. I am hungry but not for paint. I am am hungry for food. They are not dry. My fingers are stained with white on white from the primer I painted today. I am starting again. I guess since I have already started that I can not start again, so I correct and say I continue. There is water boiling in two places. In each there are ways of patience needed.In each they revolve around water. My stomach and eyes wait for the water to do something.
Part of the wait is over. The water boiled but the gesso is still wet. I am feeding my face but not my eyes and hands. It is important that I begin to do again. I wish I could write myself a letter that reminded me each day of how important it is that I do.