It's amazing how my patience is paper thin in certain situations. It's as if my polite control will break at any moment. It's almost something outside myself and I wonder if I will break at some point. But then I don't. The impatience ebbs away. Or so I hope.
I wish for my balance in the coming days. I don't have a temper really but I find that the negatives of the current days are darkening my mood. And I don't like having dark moods. And I know it's a waste of time worrying about crap I can't control. So I try to tell myself to just focus on the little miracles and not the idiocy. It's a lot of work.
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