I get impatient at times when things go slowly, but if a slow and steady progression improves the chances for success, I'll take the lengthy approach. I may fiddle anxiously with my thumbs... or giddily run in place... or seriously contemplate pulling the old stretch-and-put-your-arm-around-her gag... but I'll endure the serious thought processes to avoid a hasty decision. In the end, hopefully the correct, best decision will be made and will carry serious implications. I face a challenge that turns my stomach, that races my heart rate, that tears my eyes (well, if I were the crying type), that warms my soul.

I love it.