Sometimes a plan just comes together. Not often for me, however, and so I find that I am continuing to build my “Plan B’s” in a continuous Just-In-Case mode.
When the Plan B’s begin to come together with little or no involvement on my part, I begin to wonder about the existence of fate or destiny or luck or… or whatever greater force may be controlling my surroundings, manipulating my circumstances to produce the desired output, whatever that may be.
When not only a Plan B comes together, but also a Plan C, a partial Plan D, and the possibility of Plans E through H, I realize suddenly, in a fit of ennui, that whatever that greater force is, be it predestination or Lady Luck herself, has it out for me and wishes to see me sweat while trying to make a tough decision.
And so, as I knew from the very beginning of this process, when I first got this insufferable inclination to run and hide, I knew I would be faced with a tough choice. I didn’t know, however, that it would be multiple choice…
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