"50% Off"

Frustration. That is a word I could do without. Couldn't we all? If it is just as simple as waiting at the stop light for the long red to change, to inter-family relations. Sometimes in the water, I can wait for what seems like eternity to have a primo wave come abouts. I can have loads of patience. Sometimes, it seems so long; due mainly to the fact of pulling up to a surf spot, seeing it look so good, paddling out and finding out that mother nature decided that was it. Wait. Wait somemore. No frustration, a wee bit maybe, but overall, patience wins out. Maybe it is because the wait amplifies the stoke factor.

Why cant I do that more often; with everything else?

If you took 50% off of my internal anger clock, you would still have a pretty harsh temper.

Worse thing is, I am better at it.

I screwed up today, and yet if I try to justify betting angry, a jury would acquit me for reasonable doubt. Reasonable doubt. That a common man would have doubt on the fact the accused actually committed the act.

No doubt that I got angry.

Common man might find it excusable, extenuating circumstances, rationale behavior.

I don't do common.

You cant take back the anger, but it in the black box of emotion, and lock it away. It occurred, and it was released. And I feel like shit. Tired, overworked, stressed are nothing but EXCUSES. Excuses are bullshit.

Nothing god (little g, little od) awful, but the fact that I lost patience, really frustrates moi.

Woulda, shoulda, coulda. That and 2 cents, wont purchase diddly.

If'n I would have harnessed the patience available, the anger would have been in check. The argument would be nada.

I fucked up.

Don't repeat the same mistake, and the lesson will have been learned.

20/20 hindsight, sucks.

Patience.

Aloha.