I’ve always prided myself on being in control. Everything has gone according to a plan, a schedule and an end goal. Spontaneity and I fell out of each other’s favor years ago and I never reconciled that relationship. And I was okay with it. I am okay with it. Losing control once threw my life in a loop of chaos and fucking destruction and I can’t do chaos. Chaos is the source of all evil. Chaos would push me over the edge I’ve been walking for as long as I can remember.
