These days, I don’t do well with this thief, nor with those virtues that would undermine it. I have a rage these days, which flies out of me when faced by mundane tests.
The antidote in these moments is supposed to be patience, contentment and humility. Instead, I fail this test daily, losing my cool in the face of disrespect and poor behaviour.
I am like a coiled spring, suddenly unwound. It’s true what my family says: I have lost my patience, no longer the calm man they used to know.
Somehow I must find a way to reset and reform, to become more mindful, and to overlook the constant provocations. Somehow I must find a way to restore the calmness I was once known for.
Last modified: 1 September 2022
