Okay . . . I once killed a thread this way on a completely different forum.
Let's see how well it goes over here:
WARNING: Do not read if you'd prefer your thread killing to be light-hearted and fun.
We stumble through Life like blind mice. With a horrific lack of control over our own lives that is genuinely scary if we ever stop to think about. We fool ourselves into pretending we both can and do have control. We do this by going through our daily routine. We choose which shirt to put on in the morning. We choose which vehicle to purchase. We choose its color. We choose what to have for breakfast. In such ways, we delude ourselves into believing that we control our own lives.
However, even in our daily routine, there is far less choice and control than we want to acknowledge. If your job requires a uniform, then no you don't get to control what you wear in the morning. If that job is one in an office, then you must wear a tie. You don't get to wear your favorite T-shirt for everyone to see. Fall behind on your car payment, and expect the repo man to take your choice away. Still need a car to get to work? Buy a less expensive, used model. Often you don't get the car you want nor the color either. Want to ride your Harley to work or on the weekend? Sorry, it's raining. And. Mother Nature doesn't care. Want breakfast? Sorry, you overslept. Your breakfast is now a cup of steaming hot coffee that you must somehow chug while running towards your front door. You have time for breakfast and want eggs? Sorry, all out of eggs. The Mrs. forgot to pick some up. Don't have a Mrs.? That's because the women you want don't share your feelings. Found someone special and want to stay married to her? Sorry, she didn't understand the concept that you have to work tons of hours in order to provide a good life for the both of you, with plenty of financial security. While you were busy working, she fell in love with your unemployed neighbor who is happy to listen to her problems and has plenty of time to share with her.
Family friend stops by one rainy afternoon to pay back some money he owes your folks. He stays for literally a minute. Two days later, he dies in a freak accident involving an improperly secured cannister of fuel and a distracted, possibly drunk, driver. (Personal one I tossed in there.)
You can make all the plans in the world. But loved ones could be gone in the blink of an eye. You could come back from vacation sick as a dog, take the day off when you're supposed to be back, have such a great reputation at work that your boss is completely understanding . . . Then get a call half an hour later saying that the main client has pulled all their accounts and 200 employees were literally laid off 5 minutes ago. Oh and by the way, you're one of them. (Another personal one.)
I write fiction, and horror stories for a small group of loyal readers and fans on a site outside of CPF. I've written some incredible short stories, novels, and novellas. But none of the horrors I've ever thought up in my head can truly compete with the real horror of life that involves just how frighteningly little control we have over our own lives.