Too little, to late

I have this habit, no it isn't smoking or drugs, sex or gambling (although some or all of the above in moderation can be fun). No, it isn't something as interesting as all that, it's something far more mundane. I give advice.

I thought I had kicked it, licked it, stuck it deep in the closet it belongs. I traded it for merely listening, not talking as much, just hearing and feeling the words coming out of others mouths. But I am off the wagon again.

As I have grown older I have also grown less tolerant of stupidity. The ignorant have become less pitiful and more annoying. I feel the same amount of empathy but very little patience. You have one shot to take what I offer and then it is hastily and angrily withdrawn. I think I may have finally grown up, and you know what? I like it.