Yeah, but you know? Not being able to control everything really isn’t so bad. I ask for things and watch as favors aren’t made, promises aren’t kept, and instead of getting angry or spiteful I wait patiently. And as the breeze lifts my fallen spirit I am continually amazed at my own ability to heal. To learn, and to wait. It’s really interesting to recognize other peoples reactions to things as foreign from my own, and at these moments I feel a sudden disconnect. The people in front of me are moving and I have no way of reaching in and changing that. Tapping the glass of a murky fish tank doesn’t really do anything at all.
Well hi. Think I’m gonna draw today. :)