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Green, red, black, tan, and blue . . . these are just some of the colors of the cars and trucks as I sit waiting for my turn. The trip should have taken only two hours from my home in Macon, Georgia to my best friend's in northern Atlanta. But instead, it took ....

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.... and so I definitely don't have any patience. Today I am running behind, so mine is worn thin. But putting my needs aside, I tried to judge others and see what kind of patience they have in store for themselves. I happen to glance over at a cowboy and his father in the truck next to me. I glance over as they watch the lane to their left move. They seem to wish that it is the trailer they are pulling that is moving instead of the one with the jet-skis on it. Their trailer has a bulldozer on it, which makes me wonder if they are simply trying to move from yesterday's job, to tomorrow's duty. If this is indeed the case, then their patience is o ....