I didn’t have a real plan before
But, now I do
Shall I share it with you?
I might as well
I can tell
That you’re little curious
Of what I might do . . .
It’s a horrible plan
Not a very smart one, to say the least
It’s a little crazy
And probably possible
It’s a way to live, I suppose
A way to get by, for now
It is what I was always supposed to do
It is everything that I’ve been working for
It is my stupid unconscious manifesting a glorious purpose
And,
I don’t have a family
Or much debt
I don’t have a mortgage to pay
Or even a credit card
I have two shitty cars
And two particular sets of unique skills
And I used to think
That I couldn’t combine those two skills
That it would be impossible to pursue both at the same time
That I had to choose one and let the other one die
Now I see
What I was meant to be
What I could do
If I really wanted to
The life I’ve always wanted
It is here
It is happening
It is who I am
I am almost ashamed that I couldn’t see it before
I can fight professionally
And
I can write great books
See?
What a horrible and perfect plan this is.
I fucking love it.
-CH 4/11/