The problems arrive in subtle packages. She can't tell if she's angry, nervous, or overstimulated. Impatience is so subtle.
It's bad when others around her feel the pressure and brunt of the moment she's creating within herself.
It's good when she sees the goal set so clearly before her that she can almost taste it. When she's standing on the thresh hold of accomplishment. When her dreams are about to come true.
The subtlety always takes her by surprise. She's learning the dance of delight and composure.
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