No Control

Life has complications. A lot of them. Life really just happens and it changes your plans and path right before your eyes. You would think, that a person would have some type of say of what happens to them in their life. Life, however, tends to have a different plan for us. Most of the time though, it works out. We look back at our obstacles and laugh about them.

The process is never easy. Whatever one faces, whether it be a dead relative or a new life. Sometimes, it is not as significant as that. I tend to notice stuff about myself too late. Of course, it could never be too late to realize bad things about yourself because you could only improve from that point on. I’m not quite sure if others could relate to me, but when I realize how long its taken me to improve very small things about myself it feels like theres a hole in the middle of my chest.