No, I don't mean me (that's not news), nor this post (unlikely to happen). I mean my patience today.
That's had its upside:
~I finally stopped ignoring my confusion about postmodernism. (That sounds more confessional in tone than I intended, but I'm not fixing it.) Since I got to seminary, it seems every other class and every other reading assignment mention postmodernism, but some mean it more narrowly than others, and they often contradict each other, so that I don't know anymore what counts in a reasonably restricted definition (i.e., not just anything said/written/thought in the last 20 years). I'm hoping to fix that now.
~I've been more efficient than usual, thereby accomplishing more than usual during the day.
~I've been impatient even with my usual lack of motivation to do things, also contributing to a productive day.
But it's also had its downside:
~When I get impatient in the way I was today, I engage poorly in discussions about oppression, especially when it gets to feeling personal. That meant that in today's ethics class discussion about feminist theology, liberation theology, dynamics of oppression, difference and otherness, etc., I alternated between wanting to crawl in a hole and never deal with any of it again or wanting to rip heads off.
~It's usually less than helpful when I get impatient with my own feelings - particularly when I get impatient with my own impatience.
I think we're itching for a fit of honesty soon. Be ye warned.