Time passes by fast when you're learning life's lessons.
Some things take you by surprise and you just don't know how to react. And instead of embracing this newfound change with open arms, as usual I take a step back and want things to happen slower. What is this thing with me and the need to take tiny, baby steps? I'm that sorta person. I don't do spontaneous very well, at least not when it comes to the big things. I suppose in a way, it shows the controlling side of me. I want to be able to control things that happen. Yes, am one of those sorts.
But sometimes you just gotta admit that we don't have control over many things, as humans. That things will happen the way it is meant to. So while there is logic in moving slowly, there is also the need for flexibility and the ability to let go - something that I am working on right now.
If this post doesn't make any sense to you (which i am pretty sure it won't), just think of it is as my way of ranting about my current situation. Maybe you'll figure out what I am talking about in a couple of months, maybe not. That's just something you gotta wait and see. As I am. Waiting to see.