Reflection

I find it quite funny how things tend to turn out- life does throw a few curve balls here and there, but more often than not, I tend to predict things from the start, fall into a groove and forget about those predictions, and then later realize, when overwhelmed, 'Oh wait- duh, it was inevitable!'

Am I making any sense here?

When chasing our dreams, we have to take a pit stop every now and then. It happens. We realize what it is at the very start, but then we get a little comfortable while we're there (whether we really like it or not), and sometimes forget that's all it is- a pit stop. And then it starts to storm and we're caught without an umbrella and thinking, 'What the fuck, man?' Like we expect it not to rain. Whatever. Get back in the car and drive on. So you got a little wet- at least your friends are still your friends, and you still have everything you need.

Just don't lose your roadmap. Or GPS unit.