Understanding the PLAN

Things just keep on coming and we can only do so much as to go with the flow or oppose it. Going and opposing, each has its own merits and there's no certainty as to which is right. Whichever road we take, there will always be consequences both "good" and "bad" *defined subjectively. Nothing ever happened out of chance but all things come with a purpose. And that purpose will perhaps be clear to us only if we take that imaginary leap forward in time and care to fathom how far it has taken us. Sometimes the purpose remains unknown till the sands of time is over. Maybe it no longer matters then, because we have already lost track of the numerous bridges we've crossed. Built... burnt... many bridges; too many to account for each state. Doesn't really matter anymore what started it all. What's built is built. What's burnt is burnt. Rebuilding the burnt and burning the built is of another story yet to be composed. What matters is where and how far the currents have taken us.

Everyday we make choices. Doing something about it, letting it pass us by, analyzing before making the next move, staying stuck waiting for a miracle. These are just some to name a few. But one thing's for sure: with whichever choice, we are taken someplace else. Missing the train can be a stroke of luck. Catching the train can also be a stroke of luck. All these belong to the fabric we call our daily lives. The stitches can only be understood looking at the quilt when it is done.