It’s my nature, not
People like to use the reasoning that behaving a certain way isn’t natural – well, let me tell you – my nature is to want to jump on a table, dance a jig, and wail at the top of my lungs like some demon lover who just got let out of the insane asylum. BUT, I don’t, well, I try not to, most of the time I am keeping my feral side in check, so that I can live in this dimension with the rest of you folks.
So for minor things like keeping my weight in check, not smoking because it sucks, holding off calling up that cute guy right across the way, and being a friend even when I don’t feel like it – these are the easy unnatural things I can employ rather handily.
The difficult one is just trying to keep my living at a dull roar rather than the a full blast bottle rocket that so wants to take shape at every single turn. You know the kind where you blow up after you blast off.