Impatience

I can't help noticing how impatient I've been.

Oscar Wilde once said that impatience is a form of desperation that masquerades as a virtue, and there could appear to be some truth in that, but I notice I have some silly impatience. I've always found myself impatient with my computer, or my car, as if my impatience might affect the universe in some way by its embarrassment that it doesn't work as fast as I insist it does.

Impatience is a most illogical thing. At least it would appear so. I suppose there are some reasons for it, though. Its opposite is some kind of blase lethargy, I would imagine.

I just found myself being terribly impatient with my computer.

It can't be at all good for it, or me, to be so.

I do hope I can be changed, and from this moment on.