The Value of Patience

I mean why not my first post in month's be something random.  In the past two days, I've had quite the experiences that would test most peoples minds, and most would have been overly upset.  Realizing that it's not all about myself, I have found the way of patience for things.  Waiting in a dully lighted airport in the Midwest, with two bros, watching the flights get delayed every five minutes is not the way I planned to spend my Sunday afternoon.  We made our final landing in Austin late Sunday night, and continued to drive down lonesome highway with a full moon at our backs.  After a seemingly endless day/night double header my morning was just as bad.  Still standing strong and continually optimistic about getting up before the sun broke through the window , I was aroused with a tense moment when I did not have the most crucial spiral that wasn't in my backpack.  Without a second guess of my sleep deprived braincells, I hit the road at 6:30 and drove at least an hour still before the sun broke through the full oak trees.
     All day was dragging on like it had a 45 pound weights hanging on my eyes, but good thing was that I finished all my homework by the time my second class came up.  I skipped the first one for obvious reasons it was at 8 in the morning.  Moving after my last class of the day at 4, I was needing some help with college classes like everyone and their brother was today, and was running late to get advised.  Little did I know that my night would extend into the later hours way before intended.  Being last in line did not seem bad, until I realized a long winded advisor awaited the eight people in front of me.  About 5 deep, I had finished my homework and changed my fantasy team up, so I was hopeless with nothing else to do.  The clocks rolls on another two hours to 9:30 when I was finally called back to talk to the arched back hombre. Took me about three minutes to realize though that waiting for so long paid off, when I spent over thirty minutes chatting it up with this fellow and appreciating his friendliness and  helpfulness.

Pretty wild to imagine that all this waiting hasn't really gotten to me.  I stood strong in the air port when my lack-o-confidence amigo panic'd through our entire final flight, or not minding taking the two and a half our drive to the promise land of College Station, and especially not when I had to wait for a little bit shy of five hours to get settled for four classes.  When you learn that waiting will pay off then everyone will be in a better situation.