It all gets easierwhen I begin to recallthat the world does not revolve
around me
and my needs
desires, fantasies and dreams.

When I just step back
regain rationality
and remember my place in the greater picture
isolating and imbibing
from a saner cup
I put together
that I am one
of a company
of a community of billions
(trillions
if you count all
of our different personalities)
who have a say in how it should be
and just because I want ice cream now
doesn’t mean my say means shit.

I’m an only child.
It took me too long
to not get my way.

But when I regain control
and some semblance of sanity
put my head on straight
I feel better
and I realize
that it’s just as well
that I got cut off
by that asshole from the right.
It’s not worth the stress.
It’s better to be zenner.

I needn’t concern myself
with getting somewhere on time
or who’s right
or what I want or need
or when my reservation is
or if you’ll ever stop ghostin –

I think I need a minute.