An interesting observation is that Life usually takes you in a direction that is totally different from the one you had planned or imagined. When you are young you envision a certain path: you see it clearly in front of your eyes and also endeavor to follow it. You do all the things that, supposedly, should be done to achieve your aim. Yet, many times things go differently. You thought your career would be such and such, but it wasn't. You were sure you would immediately pinpoint the perfect partner and, although at first you believed you had succeeded, you eventually realized that you hadn't. You were positive about being able to create the best family ever, but later you had to admit that the results were not up to your expectations. Why does all this happen? Could it be that planning is kind of useless and that all we can do is our best and then accept what comes along?
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