Today, I will practice my English. I learned to speak English in my twenties. But for the past fifteen years, I have been living in a city where nobody speaks English. It’s so easy to loose touch/fluency of a language, if we don’t care about it(if we don't use/practice it). Learning languages is interesting and fun. But it does require a lot of patience. I have this quality, most of the time… But one thing that drives me really impatient, is when people are late for a meeting. Specially when I am waiting in front of an empty screen. My time is precious, and just as important as the other person's. Maybe there is a cultural or generational gap, but really, it’s making me mad. Sorry, I had to bring this up.