Patience

Paaaaatience….

It’s basically counterintuitive. One thing is for sure, the more I try it the better I get at it.
Probably is also something about the age. I wasn’t as patience, but also I had the idea that I didn’t have to. Obviously I was the first to suffer the consequences.
Nowadays I take a deep breath, or maybe five, and sometimes I still run out. Most of the times the best thing to do is to walk away from the source (probably a screaming child) and try again later.

Being well fed and rested helps too, I guess it was the original trigger (being hungry) that make us go and kill something to eat. I’m so glad we’re over that era.