When it comes to patience, it can be one of two things: the best decision possible, or the worst decision possible. For some reason, there's never any middle ground at the end of the day. You're going to be left with exactly what you've been waiting for, or the complete opposite. And, who's to say that you have to know exactly what you're waiting for? Why can't you just be waiting for a random something? Anything? Someone? Anyone?
How long are you supposed to wait? "What if this storm ends, and I don't see you, as you are now, ever again?"
These are things that perplex me. These are questions that cause me to think. A lot. Sometimes too much for my own good.
I've always been a firm believer of going for the gold, leaping before you look, and watching Christmas movies every month of the year. But is that always the right mentality to have? Some say yes, some say no. C.S. Lewis says, "Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn."
With patience comes time, and with time comes experience; therefore, with patience comes experience. So....where does that leave us? Are we saying that you get experience by being patient? Hell no. That makes no sense. That says that I can get experience by sitting patiently. There's a hole in that equation somewhere. Doesn't add up, and I'm damn good at math.
I want substance. I want consistency. I want a face. I want tangible. I want confirmation. I want solid. I want to hold. I want to be held. I want to feel, see, touch, hear, grab, kiss, scratch, and hit. I want more.
Patience gives me none of that....or all of that?
This is part one.
To be continued.
