I'm a planner. I like to make plans.
Even now. I'm thinking about a conversation I'll have a week from now, possibilities for prom dresses/dates/venues, my wedding photos, my next free afternoon, homework for tomorrow, and about five other things.
I also daydream a lot, which means that I get rather elaborate, unrealistic imaginations going in my head, which quickly turn into rather elaborate, unrealistic plans.
And the truth is that I have no idea what's going to happen five minutes from now.
As for all that other stuff?
The topics of those conversations could become irrelevant before I get to them. I could end up not being able to find a prom dress, and the male population could realize that I'm much too lame to take to prom. I might not be able to come up with something creative for my wedding photos and have really cliche pictures. (Okay, that one is a total lie. My wedding photos will be epic.) I might not have another free afternoon. Ever. I might forget to do my homework. I might.....whatever.
The point is, planning is smart and all, but you can't plan the unexpected, nor can you orchestrate your life. That's Someone Else's job.
So. This spontaneous post is basically just to remind myself that I don't know, well....anything.
Goodnight, world. Feel free to surprise me.
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