plans

I stopped making plans a while ago. Took the little snippets of a future I had previously hoped to live, and chucked them into storage.

But it’s not because of some fatalistic melodrama about how everything will never work out.

It’s just that after a while, you realize that very few things in life happen according to plan. All of life’s little moments and big dramas — they all contrive to turn the page on your behalf, for better or for worse.

So I suppose it’s easier when you live without any grand visions of the future carved in stone. You live as each moment comes and you figure out the rest when you really have to.

But the dreams should never end. We abandon plans, not possibilities. We still hope for better, but instead of trying to get there and have all that, we just do what we have to today. At the very least, it stops us from worrying about tomorrow. And it makes life a wee bit simpler.

Chase one thing, and the rest will come.