I can plan all I want for the future. I even plan for almost all the possible scenarios I can think of. Wracking my brain for the unexpected with plan C leaves me with more worry than I had with plan A. It’s nerve wrecking. Add in my failing memory and you have a disaster.
Why am I this way. *sigh*
I just wish everything would fall into place. But I know that there is no one out there who could help me but myself.