Recovery of Patience

I am having problems loafing.

Not having the pressure of something required, demanded of me, makes me uncomfortable - a psychological dysfunction, where impatience appears without warning like a storm cloud and my feet begin to tap in anticipation of something that cannot appear.

Is this the challenge of risk? I take a chance on Providence, but then cannot trust her to respond.

Avenues show their outline, fleetingly, then fade without leaving a trace. Possibilities materialise as floating barchans, but leave as vapour.