The dance was supposed to end.
It should have ended.
A thousand years of letting something else pull my strings until one by one those strings break or are purposely broken. This is a long time to go with no control. No free will. No input on the playlist.
Maybe it’s only been five minutes. I don’t have a watch.
When the last fucking string breaks the dance will end
It has too.
I can’t listen to Abba one more fucking time.
Here is the original photo I got the second chance with.
Go see how those other dirty sinners are using their second chances