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There is something about patience that I marvel at. I am particularly patient myself, alongside my nature to never give up.

What I find comical is when someone randomly suggests they are patient, but you later find they were plotting. The thing about waiting is…it can be nerve wracking. I find myself doing puzzles, reading books or creating to pass the time.

But plotting? It’s diabolical.

While others may disagree, here is an example of why it’s concerning.

You wait for a hoodie you’ve ordered, and you check tracking daily and go on about your day. It arrives, you’re delighted. Life goes on.

And then there’s plotting on what you’ll do in the hoodie (I dunno, crime spree?) or let’s say you purchased it not for your comfort, but to make others jealous.

That’s not really patience. That’s muted insanity. A discourse. A villain’s memoir written in a prison cell.

So as I awaited and dreamt, this person plotted and planned. Like they were hunting.

Like I was prey.

I’m the fastest gazelle you’ve ever seen, and you may as well call me Speedy. The issue with ulterior motives is that they lack moral construct and common sense. The boat floats fine even if it’s made out of paper, but it will eventually sink.

It’s a paper boat…

There is no lack in patience. Nor is there a need to plot, and lay siege to an unbeknownst human being.

Remember that patience means you are content with all outcomes. So there isn’t a need to scheme.