there is no plan

I've recently learned there are no such things as plans. Just outlines of tasks we tell ourselves to help us sleep at night.

i have some options:

1. technical good paying job in city i live in
2. job of my actual interest, cushy benefits, different city
3. job on other side of the world

and i'm no longer going to make a decision until i absolutely have to. how the hell is this all gonna shake out?!

no one knows. 

the second thing i've recently learned is there are no right decisions. or as Bob Ross says:



I'm grateful for having options. I could be a women living in a different country being forced to stay at home, not go to school, not be able to drive and pump out babies. AND THAT WOULD REALLY SUCK.