I love the illusion of control. I like choosing how I will spend my days, even within the confines of my reality, which of course, includes a job, walking a dog and a lot of other obligations. Still, I choose to work (so that I can eat), and I choose to walk my dog (so that he doesn't poop in the house). I like feeling as though I have choices, that I control the shape of my days.
But right now, mother nature is in control. And she is one miserable, sadistic bitch.
And I am fairly certain that I have written this before. Possibly this entire post, but certainly the theme of control. And my lack of growth in dealing with it.
And now that I am done ranting, I will leave you with image. I think it's called the sun. I am not sure. It's been so long since I've seen it that I barely remember.
1 comment:
Hello Dear...We are very tiny in this universe and the feeling of not having control is rather unsettling. Mother Nature is terribly off-kilter! We desperately need snow and you have too much. Your Sun image looks rather mean and he probably would like to come out and play too. To think Mother Nature has control even over the Sun...hmmm.
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