i always have to be on time. my wife tends to not mind being late. that drives me crazy. i will skip an entire event rather than walk in 10 minutes late and have everyone looking at me. for her -it's like the fun doesn't start until she arrives. for me - i need to be lost in the crowd and not stand out. i'm the survivor, in case you couldn't tell.
How long, LORD, must I call for help, but you do not listen?
Or cry out to you, “Violence!” but you do not save?
Why do you make me look at injustice?
Why do you tolerate wrongdoing?...
Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails....