I am not a patient man. I dislike being stuck in traffic. I don’t like waiting in line at the grocery store. When walking somewhere, I look for the quickest route.
Impatience hurts. The anger burns a whole through me. My agitation causes me to make suboptimal decisions which impact other people.
When it comes to questions of the heart — matters of love, patience becomes an even more difficult proposition.
Am I deceiving myself — are the emotions and the passion real? Or does my impatience perhaps trick me into wanting and believing in something that’s not there?
Self-deception is powerful and dangerous. I find myself struggling to make good decisions when I let myself get carried away and enflamed by emotions. How do I get back on track?
This runaway train will run over me.