As humans, we crave control.
Control over our lives, down to the pettiest of things... such as control over what speed the ceiling fan should be set at, or how many cups of water should be put in instant noodles.

I find it amusing, though, that humans are unable to control their thoughts. They're too fleeting to grasp, too messy to enslave. And there are so many thoughts just buzzing all day, thoughts about so many things... Sometimes about wild scenarios involving ghosts and superpowers. Sometimes about video games and television shows.

Sometimes about death.

But...