Out of Control

Have you ever woken up one day and realized that your life is controlling you, instead of you controlling your life? I feel like that sometimes, that I'm on a path that I wouldn't have chosen, but because of circumstances, events, family, and friends, or just fate, sometimes the choices are already made for you. I'm sure everyone has been to this point to some degree, whether we realize it or not. Am I to the point where I can't make significant changes? Probably not. Am I at the point where I can make subtle nudges. Definitely. Will I ever regain control of my life, rather than my life controlling me? Perhaps. But in the end, it's up to me, and ultimately, I hope to regain control of my life and get back on the right path. What does all this mean? Who knows. It's late, I'm tired, grouchy, and just in an overall bad mood. Again, life controlling me, instead of the other way around.