Sometimes there are days when all I think of are the "what-if's". What is something goes wrong; what if I did this instead of that; what if I had waited a little bit longer; what if I had done that a little sooner...
The truth is- or at least through my belief system- is that we can't avoid our destiny. What's meant to happen is meant to happen and the path is already paved for us. Sometimes we run astray, but we always manage to come back to the point of which we're meant to continue our travels. I know that when I try and swim against the current I experience more difficulties than successes, and I also realize that my intent wasn't for a positive outcome, rather to try and fix, change, or fiddle with something that is already done.

I find it ironic that I believe I'm spontaneous, yet I like to know what's going to happen next. I like being organized but I love spreading everything out so that I can see it. I love people but I like doing things on my own. I love giving gifts but I feel flustered when it comes to receiving them. I'm sarcastic, but I'm gullible.
...I guess I'm a mutt.