prose this time

ok so i'm a bit tired of poetry-ing. Besides i'd write a very boring poem. There's nothing much happening in my life and it feels SO good. But that doesn't mean there aren't still issues around me. lol they're everywhere, practically circling me, and i know someday soon they're all going to simultaneously blow up in my face. But that day is not today.
I had a not-in-control crisis a couple of weeks ago. Everything came to a head and I freaked and started babbling about moving to bc, just to escape the situations that i don't control... when i calmed down i felt the same way, but more rational and less impulsive. But still edgy, impatient, still trying to get in control.
i feel much more peaceful now. I know it's only temporary, and that soon I'll have a control crisis ALL OVER AGAIN... but that time is not now. As of this second, i'm content.