Sunday, April 27, 2008

Control

Coming and going to Misfits

On the way to Misfits, the driver was an alcoholic. He wasn't drinking on duty, nothing nasty like that. He told the story of going to the hospital many times with his damaged liver. He still drank at home - he drinks a lot less and his wife and daughters control bhis drinking a lot. He said that he needed this control. Without it, he would have killed himself years ago or caused terrible problems for his family.

On the way home, it was a kojin taxi. He had been a kojin taxi for over 20 years. So you drive whenever you feel like it?
Oh no, I set myself a schedule. Everyday (except Saturday), I drive from lunchtime until 3 in the morning. People are weak. The only way to lead a good life is to impose discipline.

One gets his control from the people around him. The other gets his control from the routines that he sets. Where do the rest of us get our control?

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