It’s impossible to imagine ahead of time everything I’m going to write. It’s always surprising how much is still left in the tank. It comes out a little at a time and it amounts to a lot over time.
Life is like that too. We try to imagine everything that we’ll do, how everything will play out, how to solve all our problems at once. But it’s impossible. We have to take it one moment at a time. And things often turn out differently than we imagined.