I used to be a bit of a control freak, getting upset when
things didn't go my way.
Then life happened.
And I had no control.
Now I try to keep a level head; never too high, never too
low.
I control what I can.
I try not to worry about the rest.
But when there’s less and less that you can control, the few
things that remain become very important.
You may take these things for granted, but the line can blur between
what you can and can't control.
And as time passes, you must accept that you have less and
less control.
That's the difficult part.
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