The Errant Diner

There are enough out there extolling the virtues of patience. I have nothing new to add to their pile of words. No platitude on the nobility of patiently waiting through that which we have no control over. No meditation by way of miso. In fact, I find it quite annoying when those who’ve hardly had to suffer an interminable wait tell me to “just have patience” so instead, I’ll offer a few musings on what keeps me from losing my wits when the waiting seems without end. A way to find some richness in life even if all you want to do is break open the jar before it’s ready.