So….if you know anything about me….you know that I am a certified control freak (accept when it comes to house cleaning and cooking, always have better things to do). You have to know how absolutely petrified I am about open heart surgery. I mean the ultimate in lack of control. Some people I do not not know (who’s only interest in me is a pay check) will literally sawing and hacking into my chest and stopping my heart. Not that I want to be awake to choreograph this….but holy crap, it is the ultimate in letting go of control!
"There She Goes, Again" Ortopilot