Empty Thoughts

I never quite understood why people wasted their time on the things that never mattered in the end. Why people bothered being concerned by the little details in life. It just didn't make sense, but I've realized over the years that life is very similar to dance. And what makes dance so beautiful? The little details. It's the dancers who make every single step perfectly pointed that look so unreal. Those are the dancers that make you question if they're even human. And then I came to the realization that I'm one of those people who pay attention to every little detail. I like to be in control. I always have. I myself am one of those people I don't understand. I need to learn at some point to let go. To stop needing to be in control because I'm not. Not in control of anything. I never will be. So I need to stop thinking like the perfectionist and control freak that I am.