human persistance and adaptability still amazes me. fate knocks you down by rapidly throwing one thing after another at you. and you get right back up. my three-year plan has changed rapidly in just a few days. and i’ve argued, ranted, cursed, cried because of it. i have also then shrugged it off, forcing myself to make an alternate plan.
i’ve adapted to it so rapidly that right now it doesn’t seem half as bad.
i guess i’ve been doing this ever since i was 16 and faced my first big choice. almost every choice since then has been some sort of a compromise. i’ve almost never been able to do what i had my heart set on first.
but i’ve always done what i set my heart on second.
i guess i should be thankful i never had to go to my third choices?
damn right. as they say, things could always be worse than now eh.