training virtrue

No one expects someone else to master the guitar overnight, to learn a language in a day, to earn a michelin star their first weekend in business.

But it takes all of fifteen minutes plucking at the strings to look at our own hands with an annoyance approaching hatred, to throw up our arms in disgust at our own inability to learn vocabulary, to fight the force within ourselves yelling to call it quits the first month things don’t work out.

Could we map the perspective we could give others onto ourselves? Or maybe find friends to keep us grounded to the reality of difficult tasks? 

Or do we, alone in our own minds, find again the kind of heavy handed moral of a child’s fable—that patience really is a virtue worth considering?

Thank you. Let’s have a great day.