I was trying to control things, even when I was trying to shut my mouth, I was still going in circles.  I'm glad I gave up.  I'm grounded now.  Always a certain freedom—that sounds good, write it.  Sentences are crisp.  It's a 12 step tenet, the control  thing, and that shit doesn't float my boat right now.  And make sure you don't forget the parcel of land.  For one thing, what the hell are they talking about?    But it doesn't matter.  Hard work made us quit.  But it just doesn't probably matter, anyway.  I scanned the book, I'm a genius.  I'm one of the pyschopaths it doesn't work on.