Patient Patient

Somewhere along the way I lost my patience. I don't mean in a moment I lost my patience, but I lost the meaning of patience. Somewhere I long the way I reverted to that insatiable need to be heard and understood, and I think the effect of this need is often the reverse (or at least the feeling of the reverse).

These days, I'm feeling more patient. Maybe it's Tolga. Maybe it's being removed from a situation. Maybe it's directly linked to confidence and security, because these days teaching is going better and easier than ever before . . . and I am more capable of waiting and seeing.

I suppose I've always known this. My patience is first lost with myself, and when I've lost patience with myself -- not to much else stands a chance. I become a patient.

So, patience, patient.