Patience is a virtue.
To be long suffering is a gift.
Being slow to anger
and even in response
is a sign of a balanced
and mature mind.
But, even the strongest of us
break.
Even the most tempered,
crack under the strain.
The haunting laughter of madness
lurks in some dark corner
of all minds.
We all have our moments,
when the day to day cares
that we bear so gracefully
become one too many,
at just the wrong moment
and then;
BANG!
It’s time to burn the world.
Figuratively of course.
After all,
we’re talking about
otherwise good,
honest
and well adjusted people, here.
Not religious fanatics,
or psychotic civil servants.
Real, normal folks,
who,
when faced with one more episode
of inter-office drama-theater,
just want to yell;
“You’re all killing me inside!”
and smash Josh,
the Accounts Receivable guy
in the face with a USB hub
shaped like a lady bug.
But only because Josh
is close
and the cord on the device is short.
If we had some kind of
projectile weapon,
we’d take out Jenna,
in Sales.
That bitch starts all the drama.
Fuck her.
Patience.
Long suffering.
The yogi on the mountain.
The Buddha.
Jesus.
I am a leaf on the wind,
just waiting for the weekend.
Now, breathe.
HG – 2016
