So, the whole scheduling plan for this semester didn’t work out. Apparently Helmuth Von Moltke knew his stuff. No plan does survive contact with the enemy. In this case the enemy is reality. I came into the semester with a specific set of expectations and a strategy carefully devised to meet those expectations head on. Now I might as well Floop the Pig. It seems the best way to exist and be successful with the universe casually flicks in my general direction. No, that’s being egotistical. It is more accurate that I place myself in the path of asteroids.
This is not often a conscious decision–not in the direct manner. I have a tendency to make big choices and, as with anything in life, the bigger the choice the larger the ripples in every given direction. So, when I decide to take on any new opportunity or challenge, it creates a gravitational field that, well, ripples.
Now I gotta reimagine the schedule and game plan to account for what the universe offered me for the semester. This is a good thing and a difficult but really important and ultimately good time in my life where opportunity is face slapping me again and again and I must find the time and space to respond appropriately. Life is good if you let it be. It sucks if you dwell on the darkness and let those asteroids get the better of you.