Uncertainty

Every time I put my hand into a bag of possibilities I get the ugly-flavored candy.
I then look inside, take them out one by one and eat them first, so I can finally enjoy the rest.
Life seems more intricate than a bag of candy. Still, there’s a place in my brain where the things I don’t want to happen exist as a to-do list.
Sooner or later what woke me up minutes ago will have a check mark on the side.
I’ll bounce between the possibility of failure and the certainty of it, and pay with pain to get rid of the former.
Isn’t it funny, how we try to kill uncertainty by shooting ourselves in the head as quickly as possible?

2018-12-17T19:28:04+00:00