To Be Prepared is Half the Victory
Preparation is my Man Friday. From preparing for shows and exams to preparing meals (if you can call them that), I am always preparing. Scheduling, planning, dreaming. Even after accomplishing next to nothing, just having planned to do it the first place seems commendable in itself. So while I am scribbling tiny plans for my day (take a shower, eat, read this chapter), I cast a blind eye to what you may call the more important aspects of one's future. (Ever had a conversation with me about what I want to do with my "life"?)
The absence of a plan does not constitute my negligence or ill-preparedness. It's either the cynicism or practicality in me. I'm not a fan of counting my chickens before they hatch. And when they do hatch, I count and recount.
We do not control the forces of this universe. We can have desires and wishes. We can have a rough plan. But chances are, the rough plan is going to travel down a rough path, thwarted by the unexpectedness of reality. And when things don't go according to plan, we are unnecessarily upset and stressed.
Perhaps the "anti-plan" in me comes from the fact that some of the best experiences in my life were unplanned and some of the worst moments were only so because they ripped my plan to shreds.
Be prepared. Not for the best or the worst, but just, be prepared. And everything else will sort of just fall into place. You know how the plan ends, you made it. No thrill, no adventure. Instead, pack your bag with anything and everything you could possibly need in any situation (this is why I pay the overweight-fee every time I fly home). Just ignore the road signs and keep cruising because hey, life is always better when you're living it On Detours.
The absence of a plan does not constitute my negligence or ill-preparedness. It's either the cynicism or practicality in me. I'm not a fan of counting my chickens before they hatch. And when they do hatch, I count and recount.
We do not control the forces of this universe. We can have desires and wishes. We can have a rough plan. But chances are, the rough plan is going to travel down a rough path, thwarted by the unexpectedness of reality. And when things don't go according to plan, we are unnecessarily upset and stressed.
Perhaps the "anti-plan" in me comes from the fact that some of the best experiences in my life were unplanned and some of the worst moments were only so because they ripped my plan to shreds.
Be prepared. Not for the best or the worst, but just, be prepared. And everything else will sort of just fall into place. You know how the plan ends, you made it. No thrill, no adventure. Instead, pack your bag with anything and everything you could possibly need in any situation (this is why I pay the overweight-fee every time I fly home). Just ignore the road signs and keep cruising because hey, life is always better when you're living it On Detours.
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