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Last night I realized the only real security is giving up on security. I'd been having some worries, you know, all those "what ifs." And I examined them and tried to reassure myself that they were unfounded. But something still kept nagging me. And I realized that when I was completely honest with myself, there's no way of knowing. The things I worry about could come true. And that was comforting some how. I realized that I could let go of control. Control, worry, and security are very similar because they all involve trying to make reality match your expectations. Making demands instead of accepting the gifts that the world offers. If you are too caught up in expectations you will be blinded to the beauty and possibility all around you.