Control is only an illusion.
A lie.
Just like me.
The universe has a way of leading us to where we’re meant to be, showing us what we’re meant to do.
But karma has screwed up somewhere, because I’m sure I don’t deserve her wrath.
Facing the possibility of losing the two most important men in my world, I bury myself in my work.
The filthy one is my new priority, my escape from the reality that is my personal life.
With this new opportunity, hope for my future blossoms.
Until I’m consumed by my choices, bound to decisions which are no longer my own.
By the time I see the warning signs, I’m afraid it may be too late.