So things didn't turn out the way I thought they would.
College, adulthood, work, love, marriage, childbirth, home . . . once upon a time I saw myself doing all these things, just not in the ways I did them. I guess the "me" I saw in my dreams wasn't me at all. I guess my imagination is only good for one thing, and picturing my future isn't it.
The best advice I never took I was offered in high school. Maybe I should take it now and stop saying never. In fact maybe I should stop saying "should" too. Neither word has ever done me a drop of good.
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