Life has taught me that making plans is basically a worthless endeavor. Just when you think you've got your future all figured out, life cackles at your arrogance and completely turns your world on its end or goes the absolute opposite way out of spite. Being in the military has further validated this outlook. Nothing goes as planned.
We were supposed to be leaving here by now, but it turns out we have another two months here. I don't really mind as this is probably the most beautiful place to be "stuck". But that's what it feels like...
