  I thought today I'd try to relax and not write about anything even remotely inspirational. It seemed like a good idea until it occurred to me that, if there is nothing to be gained from a few hundred words of my inspiration(less) rambling, then what am I really writing for in the first place? In all seriousness, I'd love to just take a proverbial "all expenses paid Caribbean vacation" from attempting to inspire the audience with my quaint and less often than not erudite reflections on life, but I just can't force myself to do it. I have to say something beneficial. I cannot just write fluffy narratives about my oh-so exciting real life that have not one iota of inspirational value. Hold up, let me make an amendment to the previous statement: I could be monetarily convinced to chronicle my oh-so exciting real life adventures (or misadventures) so that my poor married friends may find a secret alcove on the web where they may live vicariously through me. * So anyway, I'm all about writing something worthwhile. Not only does it stimulate the reader's thoughts, but it generates comments too.
Take note: comments are to the author as hugs are to Richard Simmons. I am now officially a sellout. Go ahead, label me. Do it. Nate The Comment Whore , yep that's me. How to Control Yourself in Out of Control Situations I've spent a good amount of time in out of control situations.
I've been on both sides of the situation. I am an expert. I've been out of control so often that they suspended my license to live for reckless endangerment of others. Not really, but they would've if there was such a thing. I've also seen a lot of crazy people doing a lot of crazy "girls gone wild" type, out of control type things. Trust me on this one, I know what I'm talking about. Lesson One: Breathe and Focus &nbsp; 
