Running Out...

My patience is running out. And I hate that I can't write about it, I can't tweet about it, I can't express it.

I can, but I am choosing not to elaborate.

My patience is running out. And I feel like running out of it -- I want to turn my back on the issue -- I want to escape.

But I won't.

My patience is running out. And I hope they realize that.

But they won't.

This is frustrating.