The same way people win a chunk of change at the casino and think they're invincible, then squander all they've gained plus some in an attempt to out do themselves.
I though, had been kidding myself; losing sight of the smoke and mirrors. or maybe not so much losing sight as it was assured they'd gone. Either way, this made any subsequently assumed control no more than faux power. faux pas.
There'd actually been a few moments that made me think staying here would be nice, that there were things to gain and I don't mean that at all materialistically.
But i can't do it.
While truthfully there are things worth seeing through, it only ever takes the smallest of instances to remind you why you've already made a choice.
The curtains are nice and the breeze blows them beautifully.
But the house is empty and there are gaping holes in the walls, something you'd never notice if you're only ever looking out the window letting the sun, the breeze, the weightless fabric, kiss your skin.
got my grip back.
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