Some people like to control things. Control what they eat. Control what they buy. Heck, they even want to control the weather. Maybe just by thinking -- extra, extra hard -- they can be the human Weather Channel. Change life. Change the course of their future. Everyone's future, even. My mother is one of those people. She's the Wonder Woman of her generation. A woman who's in charge and in control. All the time. Her feathers remain smooth and pretty, never rough or ruffled. Sometimes I think she could even part the seas if she thought hard enough. And thanks to a little science thing known as DNA, I, too, am one of those people. A mini Wonder Woman, if you will. I want to hold that little globe of the world in my hands, bark a few orders and watch the Earth spin in perfect, synchronous harmony.
And, really, what's wrong with that? I used to ask myself this question all the time, and each time, I was never able to come up with a suitable answer -- or, at the very least, an answer I liked. Why shouldn't we want to control, control and control? As humans, we're ingrained with the notion that we're infallible. Indestructible. Larger than life. By our very nature of taking charge, of being "in control,” aren't we setting ourselves up for defeat? Why does being in control make us feel so out of control in the end? Because the truth is, you can plan. You can anticipate. But what are you left with? A level of uncertainty and questions. That's life.
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