Rivers and Roads

I don’t deal well with change.

Okay, no one really does, if they’re honest. But I feel like I’m pretty bad at it. Maybe it’s because I’m a storyteller. I see things in arcs and subplots. I realize that real life is full of foreshadowing, and I tend to plot out the future in my mind. I think of the people in my life as characters in my story—and of myself as a character in theirs.

Problem is, even real life has plot holes. Sometimes you don’t see the foreshadowing coming until you’re looking from hindsight. And real-life people are as unpredictable as good fictional characters—sometimes even more so.

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