They say patience is a virtue.
Well then call me the virtuous one.
I remember a time I used to get overly excited.
Anxious beyond belief.
My heart would pound.
My fingers would tremble.
My mind would play out the worst scenarios.
I would always picture myself getting the short end of the stick.
I would literally worry myself sick.
So many thoughts.
Then theirs's the what ifs.
What if it doesn't work out.
What if I chose wrong.
What if I never recover the loss.
Now I just take my time.
Now I understand that I always have time.
I may not get it right the first time or the One hundred and fifth.
But one thing I do know is what I will get it .
I'll get it because I will not quit.
I got all time in the world.
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