Sometimes you are so impatient that it seems that your impatience gives you the easy characterization of control. To a degree impatience is knowing before hand what you want. Sometimes you are so impatient you terrorize the possibility.
Sometimes you are so in control you stun the creativity.
Sometimes you know before you think and you kill any self identity.
Sometimes in this way we are like, almost in the way +1 is similar to -1 yet in direction false but in magnitude the same.
Sometimes I think I’m as selfish as you – and wonder why i am so patient with you.