In this year of the time, we are always vying for control. Control of our situation, control of our attitude, control of our families as they go on and on about how much of a failure we are.

Control is a myth, it is a lie set up by the need to control the past and change the present. At least, it is for me. The need to be in control while also damaging myself is the justice needed in order to make up for being sold as a commodity.

When I think about it, I know this is my attempt at a self-imposed justice.