I used to have some on reserve encased in a glass case set uneasily next to my obstinance. A “use in emergency” bag of patience for those times when you insist on strumming your fingers through my nerves. But unfortunately I used up the last bit the last time we met. I am waiting for a chance, ready to pounce on your every manipulative passive-aggressive shit with my own brand of ingrating insouciance.
Be warned.
