Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

So gloriously uncontrollable.

August 24, 2018


As much as it is in my nature to want to control my universe, at times I take great relief in those things I cannot control. It won't surprise us (intellectually, anyway) that the world can carry on without our involvement, without our constant hand on the globe, as it were, but I'm not sure many of us have digested that reality emotionally. 


Still we lie awake at night, puzzling over and categorizing everything that is to come, as if we could control it. As if, even if we could, we could do anything at the god-forsaken hour of 3 a.m.


I don't know. But once in a while it's rather a relief to let my shoulders relax and to ease into the momentary glee of such wild abandon. 

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