The trio huffed… and they puffed… and they made it to the top of the hill. Thalia held her tumultuous tummy. “Toooooold-ya the little green pills were gonna be a problem! And we’re still weak — and breathy.” Urania, who favored of fast fixes, nodded her agreement.
You seem to have a mixture of tortoises and hares defining your forward progress. Would incantations (witches variety) or meditations realign their thinking on the business of patience?
Shakespeare also wrote, “Take but degree away, and hark! What discord follows!” The fine tuning of patience, + or - a degree? Some days I believe a figure like “The pied piper of Hamlin” is required to start my engines! 🙂
Darn for this predicament. You know I know how fickle tummies can be. At least now you get to use all kinds of puns like I hope this, too, shall pass.
"Patience, pluck, persistence" - love it.
T-shirt: “MY TEENAGERS TREAT ME LIKE A GOD. (They act like I don’t exist until they want something.)” 😁
Not a problem for you, Gail, I'm sure!
You seem to have a mixture of tortoises and hares defining your forward progress. Would incantations (witches variety) or meditations realign their thinking on the business of patience?
Shakespeare also wrote, “Take but degree away, and hark! What discord follows!” The fine tuning of patience, + or - a degree? Some days I believe a figure like “The pied piper of Hamlin” is required to start my engines! 🙂
“May engines hum and patience come
To launch your days always.
Green pills be needed? Patience heeded
May strength return in days.”
Note: not Shakespeare...