curveballs

When I was younger, I used to get annoyed when my plans didn’t work out exactly the way that I had so meticulously written out. I mean, c’mon. I took the effort of writing all of these awesome ideas out, they should at least do me the favour of working out the way I imagined. But more than annoyed, I think I used to get paralyzed when my plans didn’t work out the way I imagined.

I would be like a deer stuck in the headlights. I didn’t know what my next step should be. Should I keep on going on the path intended so I could test out the failed venture and make it work? Or should I scrap the whole thing and try something new? How long should I keep on going on the failed venture, before I realize that there’s no salvaging it?

So many questions. Not even a single answer. In fact, I swam around in a haze of confusion, and loaded myself up with carbs to make myself feel better for the next few days after the incident. (more…)