ON PATIENCE AND ACTION

If you’re patient with Makeena, you will realize how much fragility is bore deep beneath her rib cages. Once you know her, you will realize how much care she stitches into every bit of her few actions. I, however have no time for patience so I’ll cut to the chase. Makeena complains that patience drags her, making her lazy with thoughts of what will be and eventually ridding her of the will to wait on. Makeena won’t act impulsively either because her mind hangs on how it will be done or the fear of taking a risk, no matter the proportion of this risk. If you are wondering if she has the kind of patience to wait on a bathroom stall, she doesn’t. Makeena will confidently stride to the men’s section and ease herself over there. You must know, Makeena has been taught to say what she wants; and maybe if she had actually ever put this in practice, we surely wouldn’t have to be going through paragraphs of this.

That day at the restaurant, when Makeena decided to use the men’s bathrooms because of the line at the women’s, Makeena’s mind had instantly began to ponder about her approach to the women before her. Makeena thought that if she asked for space, the women would curse and yell at her, embarrassing her, then everyone else would join in about how disrespectful every other person is these days and how people selfishly disregard of others’ needs like using the bathroom. That, is when she decided to use the men’s section, it seemed free. But when she started to walk to the men’s section, she wondered if the woman would have been kind enough, gone about having a daughter her age and that she only wanted to make a private phone call inside the bathroom stall anyway so it’s really no bother. Makeena weighed the possibilities, wanting to turn and ask anyway, what would she lose? Besides, she would now be fully motivated in her decision to use the men’s bathrooms but then again, the risk. Makeena distances herself from games with possibility so she strode and eased herself in the men’s section anyway.

Makeena does have a tiny ounce of patience though. It is just enough patience to ignore a number of occurrences until the deal breaker that nudges her to skip her respect for value of open communication comes along. When Makeena skips open communication, it’s not just literally. Makeena rids herself of memories and thoughts attached to what she loves and anticipates about this particular thing for instance Makeena loves untimely and random conversations with strangers, so much that sometimes, phone numbers are even exchanged to catch up later. As you probably presumed, the catch up doesn’t proceed to physical manifestation because firstly they won’t be strangers anymore, so where’s the thrill in it for her and secondly, most unfortunately, Makeena doesn’t seem to have time to wait for such uncertainty so she rids herself of the pleasures of what she enjoys.

On some occasions where events unfold for the best without the need for Makeena to be uncertain and deeply contemplate acting upon a situation, she buys herself vanilla flavored waffle cones to celebrate her temporary vulnerability of letting life flow without control. The agility to rid yourself of something you care for so much that when the best comes to you, without your straining and controlling effort, it feels so deserving and remarkable. Would you term that as patience, my benevolent reader?

If you told Makeena to discard her urge to control situations in order to experience all the possibilities of all that she enjoys, reassuring her that even the worst of all outcomes would be as significantly rewarding as the best due to the pleasure from doing, you would require an immense amount of patience because she will convince you that it is much better to contemplate situation outcomes. Makeena calls it preparation even though no other key step takes forth hereafter and I am not quite sure if I am in the position to blame her.

Perhaps love.