Verbatim 11-6-07
“Patience is no longer a virtue. It is just another thing, a fact. A detail such as a color. It could be black or white. It is not absolute in its placement, always good and never questioned. I question it. I am done with it. No longer second nature but a seatbelt to a dead car. It holds me tightly to a road going nowhere. I have lost patience, and will be better for it.”
dHb 11-6-07