I’ve been finding lately that trying to plan ahead is absolutely futile. My life right now is so unpredictable that trying to say in a month I’ll be here and in 6 I’ll be there. And for me, type a list maker, it’s very difficult to just take a step back and take it one day at a time.
But there is a certain beauty in it as well. When I was traveling I could hardly tell you were I would be sleeping tomorrow night let along what country I would be in in a week. But that’s the vacation world. In the real world I feels like life needs to have a definitive plan. Many interviews that I go on often bring up the 1 year, 5 year and 10 year plan question. It’s a little daunting, needless to say.
So I suppose this is a valuable lesson: giving up control and trusting that life won’t do me wrong. I do believe I’ve had enough bad stuff happen in the last few months that I’m overdue for some good stuff.