Stories tagged “CONTROL”
I was teaching English in Malaysia when the black spot first appeared overhead. It seemed small, barely larger than a fifty sen coin but without any real context it was hard to tell how much higher over the trees it was. Was it small and close or huge and…Posted 1 year ago
"Which couple will brave the journey?" the gypsy matriarch asked her captive audience. She had bespoken a spell and sand rose like smoke and drifted towards me and the one that I wished was my partner.
The spell was listening to my heart, but if I let it…Posted 3 years ago
Me: "I get it, you need a home base, someone who adores you for who you are, and to feel secure. You want more than a place to crash when you're not working. However the Locus of Control has shifted. You are letting them have everything and not making dec…Posted 3 years ago
I watched as you moved into a shotgun house with one bedroom and a yard only big enough for a shed. You were too busy to find a place on your own, anyway.
But I saw the truth.
In a tiny house, no one can stay the night. No one can stay unannounced. N…Posted 3 years ago
Students are breakfasted, bell rings, they begin their morning routines. Chat with them about their weekend, listen and offer advice.
Coworker Stress arrives, early, as usual, going on about something they wish they could change.
C…Posted 4 years ago
He was a laid-back guy and didn't mind when the woman took control. He'd been working hard for three weeks and she'd had their entire wedding planned by the time he'd returned. There were some things that women were just better at doing.
He reflected tha…Posted 4 years ago
One of the hardest lessons I've learned is that some things you can control, and some things you can't. With that lesson came the realization that accepting what you can and cannot control will make you happier.
For example, I cannot control the attitude…Posted 4 years ago
In the fog, shapes are unclear. Shadows move in and out of wisps of gray; darker spaces undulate close and fade back into the swirls. My senses are alert, but every soft breeze sends panic down my spine. I close my eyes and put my hands out.
There is no…Posted 5 years ago