It has been a peculiar month, a peculiar year, a peculiar time of my life. It started to play jokes on me.Every carefully laid out plan, changed. And when I thought that
"Okay, it has changed once, perhaps for the better" and then it changed again. And it keeps on changing again.
I have been detoured too many times in too such short a time- for some reason that I have no idea of. Questioning why has resulted in exhaustion-therefore I refuse to think.Please...