I'd rather stub my toe on the way to the bathroom in the middle of the night, miss the bowl when I pee & wizz all over my wound, slip on the blood on the way back to bed and whack my head on the nightstand thus rendering me unconscious despite the efforts of both dogs licking my face with their ass-breath tongues...than see one more coworker drag a grocery bag full of candy (without a single Almond Joy in the bunch, mind you) past my desk on the way to the kitchen.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.