Plans are like candy to the Fates. The only thing you could ever be sure of is nothing ever goes the way you imagined. I should probably be used to that by now. The thing is you can never tell when everything you counted on might fall apart ~no matter how solid the rock. Rocks break. Everything changes, even when you think youre sure, especially. To be fair, if I was one of the Fates looking down at the best laid plans of dumb little people, I'd probably see mine and want to mess with them too.

You want to know about me in few words? I get scared sometimes and disappointed. I have doubts and I love getting my way. I dont like change, but I know it's good for me and inevitable so I welcome it as best s I can. Theres a poem by Johann Franck that says it better than I will. "Defy the old dragon, defy fear. The world may rage and quake but I shall remain singing in perfect peace." Yeah, things happen ~things you dont expect ~or want or like. The world rages and you become someone you didnt know youd ever be. And there you are, in your clothes, in your life >this is my future< n this is me. I want a place to be surprised when life turns out to be nothing like I imagined. You have to be grateful for it ~in perfect peace~. The world spins a circle within a circle and we grip so tight it makes our knuckles white. When all we really want to do is let go, fall, and see where we land.