Very Brief Note From The Journey (Text Below)

There is a strange, mysterious beauty to how things don’t work out as planned.

Things don’t get done.
things sometimes stay on our to do list forever.
intentions or goals sometimes are never fulfilled.
things get forgotten about
plans fall through.

People disappoint us.
we disappoint ourselves.
our expectations dont get met.
projects sometimes are left unstarted or abandoned half-finished

People aren’t who we think they are.
we aren’t who we think we are

Things don’t satisfy us the way that we expect them to.
the experiences we seek
don’t bring us the happiness we had hoped for

What we expect to happen doesn’t.
what we fear sometimes does come to pass

What we hope for doesnt materialize.
the meaning we strive for vanishes like a thief in the night

Can I learn to laugh at the ridiculousness of my belief that everything I expect to happen will or won’t?

how can I know?

Can I learn to see the beauty in what lies unfinished or what is never even started?

Can I finally open my eyes fully to see that what is complete is just a small fraction of what exists in the Universe?