no one is sure of their future. yes they plan and swear they wont sway, but no one is positively sure, that they would stumble upon something they just had to stop and stare, gawk, or admire.
no one, i tell you, is sure of what they will become.
all we can do is plan, and hope.
in my part,
i have this vague image in my mind, but i know, that some little details, might not just come through.
it's not called being paranoid,
it's called being realistic.