How many kingdoms have you encountered by noon?

 Have you named?  Have they named you?

Waiting for a name

can be like waiting for a train to arrive.  It usually does although sometimes a tad later than anticipated.  Acts of waiting and naming interest me.  What interests you?   I can't wait to see what narrative you create for the occasion.  Or did I mean read?  

Is it possible to truly appreciate

what 

you

can't

name?