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I don’t know why I have to go through the planning of something, all for something else entirely to happen. Plan A seemed so good. And then you compare your dream of Plan A to the reality of Plan B. That doesn’t make sense.

Is plan B Perfect? It’s not really what you wanted. What if Plan B was the real Plan A all along? Just realize it wasn’t YOUR plan, try to enjoy the ride. (Or hurricane)