Patience

It's not really something I've really mastered. I've been known to tolerate things most can't stand 5 minutes of, I've known to stop and listen to people when there's no benefit for me, I can stand this job which I know I don't find particularly enthusing. I can take the time to do things properly and I spend hours fruitlessly trying to understand all sorts of things. The one thing I cannot seem to do is WAIT.

I cannot wait. I just cannot do it. I cannot wait and sit and wait and twiddle my thumbs, waiting for something, or someone, to come along at the time I'm expecting it. I cannot wait for something to happen when it can happen now. I cannot wait for the right time, or the better time, or another time, or a later time. When it comes to things that involve me, and usually just me, I cannot wait. When they involve other people, I'm tolerant because I have to be, but inside I'm dancing on a hot tin roof of impatience.

At the moment, my impatience is wearing down. There is a now an attainable timescale in which things may come to fruition, and some cases end, and I will be all the better for it when it does.

This has got to be the longest summer I've ever had.