I find it odd that I hate to make decisions and I hate to be the one in charge of making plans, but I LOVE to know exactly what is going to be happening when and where. That makes no sense. One would think that if I wanted to know what was going to be happening I would just choose what happened, but I don't. Instead I have these mini series playing in my head trying to come up with all of the possible outcomes. I have a million lists stored in my head of everything that I need to do or would like to accomplish soon and I start predicting outfits to wear, how to do my hair. Sometimes it gets so bad that I start trying to predict the conversations. I'm not sure why I do it because it's never right and I've never stumbled upon anything great, and in all actuality I usually ended up feeling let down because I've worked myself up so high. Absolutely ridiculous.
But, in saying that I already know what I want to wear on Thursday, how i want my hair to turn out, how i want to pack my carry on bag, and how I think the greeting could go.(there are multiple options for this.) Why I do this. I will never know.
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