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It’s the rise and fall that constantly

Keeps you at the edge of your seat.

What will happen? Who knows.

Not you.

Would it be possible to take the reins at some point?

Maybe. Possibly. But probably


Don’t worry, it’s not all bad.

Outside forces have more control than you.

Control? Oh, it’s a word that means you have influence over something.

Can’t remember the last time that happened.

“Relax, don’t worry about what’s out of your control.”

I want to punch those people.

In my mind I do,

Because I have no control over my thoughts.

I try to take control of my control but find it


Like getting an eggshell out of the goopy egg white.

Or eating just one Pringle.

Or bringing home just one kitten.

Or going to Target for just one item.

Why even try?

Why not?

“You have no control over your life”

Is what he told me once.

I thanked him kindly for his observation.

And then assured him he was right.

And then I told him he should go home.

Because I felt in control.

He left.

And I won.

Next Stop, Hell

Next Stop, Hell