I look at it this way; no amount of debate, conversation, or threats will convince the rain not to fall on my roof.
The best I can do is maintain my roof accordingly.
I look at the world like it's a water buffalo, and I'm that little white bird who rides around on the water buffalo. I can't control where the water buffalo goes, or what it does, I'm just along for the ride, and I live off of whatever bugs the water buffalo stirs up in the grass. If the water buffalo decides to wallow in a mud hole, all I can do is sit nearby, watch, and be ready for muddy feet when it's finished and I hop back on. I've always had the feeling that much of what we think we can control, however incrementally, we really can't really control at all.
The best I can do is maintain my roof accordingly.
I look at the world like it's a water buffalo, and I'm that little white bird who rides around on the water buffalo. I can't control where the water buffalo goes, or what it does, I'm just along for the ride, and I live off of whatever bugs the water buffalo stirs up in the grass. If the water buffalo decides to wallow in a mud hole, all I can do is sit nearby, watch, and be ready for muddy feet when it's finished and I hop back on. I've always had the feeling that much of what we think we can control, however incrementally, we really can't really control at all.
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