Things don’t always turn out as we plan them to. I’d go as far to say that they never do. What is a plan, really? A wish, a dream, a fleeting thought? An idea? We can never truly plan for anything as unpredictable as the future. A plan changes as life does, as we do. A perfect vision is far from achievable even with a seemingly perfect plan. I imagine the journey of life to be like the unfolding shapes and patterns in a kaleidoscope, unending and uncertain, far from consistent, yet still beautiful. I am a planner but what am I really planning?
I retract my very first statement. I plan my day but I don’t plan for things.Things don’t always turn out as we want them to. And they don’t always turn out how we may think they will. They never do. And they never will. But that doesn’t make the true outcome better or worse than what you envisioned. Just different.
And maybe things don’t always turn out the way we plan them to, because things are constantly, endlessly, still turning out.