I will state it right off the top. I’m an inpatient person. I like things when I want them. I’m a fixer. I make things happen. Or so I used to more readily by able to do so. Now, things have changed. I have changed. Well, rather I am changing. Trying to.
I’m trying to be a bit more intentional during this pandemic. I’m using the time to self-reflect. And, one thing in particular that I am working on is patience. The long lines everwhere are unnerving. However, there really is not much one can do. And, in personal matters everyone is caught up in their own mental “line”. We are combing through experiences, lining them up and taking stock. We must be patient with ourselves. We must practice patience with others. Our headspaces are full. Overflowing. Patience must be a practice. Baked into our psyche.
Categories: Culture, current events, identity, mental health, Psychology, society
Yup, trying hard to have patience in all things too.
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Hehe my
Wife always
Get Furious
With Bad Drivers
I’m always Chill
And She
Doesn’t
Drive
Always
Trying to
Make me
Get Somewhere
On time and i’m
Like ‘Chicago’;
‘Does Anybody
Know What
Time It
Is, Does
Anyone
Really Care’…
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