Taming the Beast: How I Stopped the Blame Game From Controlling My Life
I escaped the cage and found freedom from the wood pellets and stale feeder food. Maybe certain people tried to look for me; maybe they didn't. I didn't care. I was a hamster with a plan. I came to a fork, took the road less traveled and began running like my life depended on it (and hey, maybe it did).
tame beast stop blame game control life escape cage find freedom wood pellet stale feeder food maybe certain people try look maybe care hamster plan come fork take road travel begin run like life depend hey maybe