When things go well, you feel good. When you believe you are in control, you feel powerful. When people are nice, you like them. But when things stop going well, when you realize that you are not in control, when people are not so nice, then you skies become dark, your mood sours, you don't feel good any more. Instead of seeing yourself as a rock steadily set on the ground, you rather feel like a feather, at the mercy of the wind, upon which you have no influence whatsoever. Your willpower, that you consider so strong, cannot affect the direction of certain events; they keep going where they are bound to go, in spite of your attempt to deviate them. Don't be discouraged, though. It's just temporary. Soon the wind will subside, your feathery image alights on the ground, and once again you feel as steady as a rock.
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