Seriously, it scares me. I can deal with not getting what I want, for the most part. I really can. But there are some things I can’t deal with not having. The big stuff. The stuff that isn’t an iPod or a car or something.
There’s only one way I want it all to work out, and there’s a good chance it won’t work out that way – doesn’t God laugh at our plans? On this, I am decidedly inflexible, but I have no real control.
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