Thirty seconds. That’s all it takes. The average time for a situation to change. It could be with the passing of a cloud, the inopportune turning of one’s head, a momentary lapse of attention. It all changes whether or not we will it. While some people are frustrated by elements they can’t control, I seem to thrive in it. To adapt to the circumstances whatever they might be, be it by intuition, experience, or a mix of both, I somehow find myself coming out relatively unscathed, or at the least alive. There is a beauty in chaos as there is in order, but it is in that which I cannot control, much less tame, that I have fell in love.