Plans

I had plans. Glorious plans! But as usual, life happened. Again and again. So I had to keep changing and improvising those glorious plans and now, they are not so glorious anymore.

Which makes me think – is there any use in making plans? What’s the point of doing anything if life is just going to happen anyway whether you like it or not, whether it fits your plans or not?

But what the hell is the alternative? Wander around aimlessly living from day to day, never having plans, never having ambitions, never having goals, never having time lines for yourself? What the hell kinda life is that??

I have no answers. It seems to me that no matter what you do, there are going to be things happening which are beyond your control, beyond your choices, beyond your plans.

Maybe the answer is to live each day as it comes and have ‘loose’ plans that can be readily changed or modified or adapted according to what happens. This will certainly lessen the stress and the disappointment when things don’t go according to plan.

Or maybe I should have about a thousand back up plans. A plan for every plan that doesn’t go according to plan. (Roll eyes).