balancing . . .

balancing. must i always balance things. sitting in my room, looking at the garden bricks outside, i am not happy with earth life and some things seem to change. i can't control other people, to an extent. i can't make choices for them. i can try to guide them in the right direction, and but shouldn't i be able to shield my life from the choices that they make which affect me? i think so maybe. i made a capacchino, i made two, and i made a cup of of cafe o' lait. i think i have determined, balancing is difficult.