I had a twenty year plan and everything was going well, until the day it ended with the ringing of a bell.

I had a ten year plan once, though I had hoped for more like fifteen. It feels like it ended abruptly, like I got stuck somewhere in between.

I had a four year plan and it took me all over the place, it’s the only plan that’s ended on time and at the time it was a race.

We have all these ideas and goals, see them through as best we can. Always hoping there’s a tomorrow, always wanting one last chance.

Time doesn’t work the way we’re taught that it does, there is not orderly pace, those who rush through every moment will vanish without a trace.

I still remember the way it felt, but have no idea how it feels. I’m not sure any of it happened, that any of this is real.

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