Plans. I always have plans. Plans here, plans there, it’s consuming my time, eating it with a damp breath that is unbecoming my wealth. The sharp teeth of time chases me, and I need to reach the plans before I’m late. Plans, are ruining my plans; plans!
plans are to be made and remade, to think about and plan again. Play with plans, alter them. Change them as much as you like. Then do something completely different
They were always making plans. For where they would go, for what they would see. But there were some things that just could not be planned for. Some things that just threw everything out and meant you needed to start from scratch. It was these chaotic things they lived for, whether they knew it or not.
My plans? I plan to go to bed. It’s freakin’ 4am. What do you expect? I have a big morning tomorrow. JFC dudes, I shoulda been in bed hours ago, but here you are, asking about my plans. I can’t take over the world tomorrow if I am sluggish of brain. Thank you and good night.
got to make some because i want some
got to look at them to make it happen
i am going to have some cool future plans
because I MADE some plans to follow up with
I am going to PLAN NOW to STICK TO MY PLANS
then in the future I will be where I saw myself being.
Things change, plans change, people change. There’s nothing you can do to stop it. No matter how hard you try. All you can do is hope for the best and watch the time fly by.
The world was ripe before him. He’d made plans for the future, detailed plans that would take him to grand things and wonderful places. But he didn’t plan on her.
To make a future, to organise, to perfect. You can’t perfect anything. You just have to go with it. Life has its own plans that no one can control, try as they may. Just go with it.
Texas sounds about right. Rolling skies that last for miles. Sun. Cities. But especially that sun part. Ah, I love the winter, we all really do. But being born and raised in this…I’d like to get away from the ice for awhile. I’ll miss the snow dearly, but I want to know what it’s like to have my skin warmed .
But the social climate of Texas frightens me. And I don’t know how much Spanish I’d need to know to thrive in their cities.
I am horrible with plans. Well, no. I’m great at making them. It’s the follow through that I suck at. Procrastination may be my middle name, but giving up is my first. I get frustrated, or bored, or I forget to do some part of the routine and feel like it throws the whole thing off… Whatever. Katie + Plans = No good. And since I can’t make habits, I’ve learned to go with the flow…
I have plans with you, my love. You are my plan – I’m in this eternal choice, thought adjusting heart resting decision about what you will be. Our plans always cross.
I promised both last year and this year i wouldn’t be the one to make all the plans. I wouldn’t be the one who had to set everything p for everyone just to be included. The someone else would do it for once. I think that’s when everything fell down. That’s when i started to be left behind. Because i didn’t do all the footwork, they didn’t care about me. I was there jsut to plan everything for everyone else.
I try not to make many plans. They don’t always turn out right. Perhaps I should change that. Perhaps I should change my beliefs about that. Surely thinking this way won’t serve me. I think I will plan to change that. Yes – I like that idea. Now the question is… how will that plan turn out? :-)
if i had a kid i think i would be scared that they would be like me. i know that some people want that from their kids but i would never want mine to pick up my habits. i know how they have caused me to struggle so i would never want someone else to go through that. i guess i gotta beat them so no one else picks em up huh?
I have big plans
but they can easily change
depending upon whose involved
or how I rearrange
it’s never my word
or what I wish
it’s all God’s doing
so I give it all to Him.
who am i to say
what will happen next?
i’ve never been right
anytime i guessed.
so i go with the flow
and always let him know
i’m glad that it’s Him
who’s running this crazy show.
I need more plans. I love plans and I don’t know how to live without them. Lists, lines, paper, alarms, days, pens, weeks, clocks, months it’s all in order. I need future plans, plans to tackle today, this moment, this week this life. Once it’s all in order we can begin.
Everyone makes such extravagant plans for their futures
if we didn’t
we would not have much to look forward to
and consequently
we would not strive for the improbable
I too have made big plans for myself
and although I know it may be unrealistic
the dream is planted deeper everyday
making me feel my optimal reality
may just be possible
I had plans for my life, but I knew I would never achieve them. I set goals for myself just to give myself a false sense of direction, some sort of perception that I have a reason to exist, yet I know that in the end I’m not going to achieve anything because I’m watcher, not a doer. I had plans.
Oh the webs woven in the name of the future….planning for things that no foreknowledge could predict. Keeping plans, breaking plans, vacation plans, family planning….that which roils the guts and keeps the questions coming.
The plans didn’t matter anymore. All was being changed or cancelled. The world was being rained upon. the heavens had opened and out of the skies, big fat juicy raindrops fell on all the plans. The plans that now meant summer was at an end.
I had plans. Big plans. Not the pie in the sky, I wanna be famous, kind of plans, but they were big plans nevertheless. I was a simple girl back then, just wanting a family and a home I could be proud of instead of the run down trailer I had grown up in with a drunk father and June Cleaver for a mother. It was sad and scary, really, the way she thought she was perfect and refused to admit that we were not.
Things never go according to the plans you make when you’re sixteen. I thought I was going to simultaneously rock the academic world in the Ivy League while somehow find time to be a rockstar, rivaled only by Courtney Love. Needless to say, I did neither of these things. I attended the Ivy League, but by no means did I rock it. I can’t even play a four-chord song on acoustic guitar. I’ve spent quite a lot of time, actually, trying to figure out an alternate plan. I’ve got one now, at least I think I do. It’s one I feel really positive about, but I can totally see my thirty-two year old self journaling about the great plan I made when I was twenty-four and how it all crashed and burned.
The problem with plans, is that sooner or later they turn into ideas, which turn into expectations, hopes, and dreams. And if something happens, or they don’t turn out just right, it all just shatters, like a vase dropped to the ground, into a million tiny pieces.
We had plans to go away together that summer. We didn’t, and of course, we still haven’t. I don’t know why I miss him so much. I guess it’s cause you never expect the future to sneak up on you with the shock that you aren’t the same person you were, and neither are they. People change so much, but I never expected we would.
Plans are the soon to be develo;ped ideas that manage and guide us in the construction. Plans are usually unformatted and often off base but they are a way to start.
you have them, you write them, make them, break them, take them with you, mess them up, lose them, use them to get to your goal, they make things more efficient, organised, basic, they help when trying to focus
You made so many plans. Talking about them as if we’d see each other again. I appreciate your enthusiasm but not the way you put thoughts in my head. Ideas of us actually being together. To think you’d actually want to be with me.
I have a plan to write this history test tomorrow, and I plan to pass it, do well in fact. The fact is, all world war 2 depended on was a matter of plans going accordingly, or not.
Plans? Sure she had plans. She had lots of plans. Many of which revolved around a different flavor of ice cream. Not the lonely kind of ice cream eating with a pint-sized carton on the couch watching a chick flick. No. She planned to go to every ice cream branch, franchise, parlor, shop, store, department, truck, van, cab, car, headquarters, laboratory, secret lair, everywhere. She’d try every flavor, everywhere.
“Though I’m pretty sure chocolate will always be my favorite,” she giggled to herself.
Fuck plans. things happen. I know that everthing changes and in ahile while you are going to find out that things happen that you can not plan for . so we go very fast and we do things that are unknow you never know what you
plans are for fools! or so she thought. but how does one move through life with purpose and intention without planning? life without a plan, why it’s like… well, it’s like.. a unicorn without a harpsichord.
Oh yes, the obvious. Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. Thank you John Lennon. I haven’t even bothered to make plans and life just keeps happening to me. There’s no rhyme or reason to it. What seems obvious & what I think will happen is dust and even the reality is smoke and mirrors.
Plans. I always have plans. Plans here, plans there, it’s consuming my time, eating it with a damp breath that is unbecoming my wealth. The sharp teeth of time chases me, and I need to reach the plans before I’m late. Plans, are ruining my plans; plans!
I’m late, I’m late, I’m late for my date!
plans are to be made and remade, to think about and plan again. Play with plans, alter them. Change them as much as you like. Then do something completely different
Why is your face always interrupting my plans? Plans are: Relax, don’t freak out and act normal! Impossible around you
They were always making plans. For where they would go, for what they would see. But there were some things that just could not be planned for. Some things that just threw everything out and meant you needed to start from scratch. It was these chaotic things they lived for, whether they knew it or not.
My plans? I plan to go to bed. It’s freakin’ 4am. What do you expect? I have a big morning tomorrow. JFC dudes, I shoulda been in bed hours ago, but here you are, asking about my plans. I can’t take over the world tomorrow if I am sluggish of brain. Thank you and good night.
plans are ideas or a set of instructions to follow. It may consist of diagrams or a flow chart. It also could be a recipe. yes that is a plan
Ideas. instructions to follow
Her plans were quite simple. She would make sure that she was the most attractive and sensual woman there.
got to make some because i want some
got to look at them to make it happen
i am going to have some cool future plans
because I MADE some plans to follow up with
I am going to PLAN NOW to STICK TO MY PLANS
then in the future I will be where I saw myself being.
Where I wanted to be.
Things change, plans change, people change. There’s nothing you can do to stop it. No matter how hard you try. All you can do is hope for the best and watch the time fly by.
The world was ripe before him. He’d made plans for the future, detailed plans that would take him to grand things and wonderful places. But he didn’t plan on her.
i shouldn’t make plans
because those lead to expectations
and when my plans fail
so does my resolve.
To make a future, to organise, to perfect. You can’t perfect anything. You just have to go with it. Life has its own plans that no one can control, try as they may. Just go with it.
Texas sounds about right. Rolling skies that last for miles. Sun. Cities. But especially that sun part. Ah, I love the winter, we all really do. But being born and raised in this…I’d like to get away from the ice for awhile. I’ll miss the snow dearly, but I want to know what it’s like to have my skin warmed .
But the social climate of Texas frightens me. And I don’t know how much Spanish I’d need to know to thrive in their cities.
I am horrible with plans. Well, no. I’m great at making them. It’s the follow through that I suck at. Procrastination may be my middle name, but giving up is my first. I get frustrated, or bored, or I forget to do some part of the routine and feel like it throws the whole thing off… Whatever. Katie + Plans = No good. And since I can’t make habits, I’ve learned to go with the flow…
I have plans with you, my love. You are my plan – I’m in this eternal choice, thought adjusting heart resting decision about what you will be. Our plans always cross.
I promised both last year and this year i wouldn’t be the one to make all the plans. I wouldn’t be the one who had to set everything p for everyone just to be included. The someone else would do it for once. I think that’s when everything fell down. That’s when i started to be left behind. Because i didn’t do all the footwork, they didn’t care about me. I was there jsut to plan everything for everyone else.
I try not to make many plans. They don’t always turn out right. Perhaps I should change that. Perhaps I should change my beliefs about that. Surely thinking this way won’t serve me. I think I will plan to change that. Yes – I like that idea. Now the question is… how will that plan turn out? :-)
if i had a kid i think i would be scared that they would be like me. i know that some people want that from their kids but i would never want mine to pick up my habits. i know how they have caused me to struggle so i would never want someone else to go through that. i guess i gotta beat them so no one else picks em up huh?
I have big plans
but they can easily change
depending upon whose involved
or how I rearrange
it’s never my word
or what I wish
it’s all God’s doing
so I give it all to Him.
who am i to say
what will happen next?
i’ve never been right
anytime i guessed.
so i go with the flow
and always let him know
i’m glad that it’s Him
who’s running this crazy show.
© L²
I need more plans. I love plans and I don’t know how to live without them. Lists, lines, paper, alarms, days, pens, weeks, clocks, months it’s all in order. I need future plans, plans to tackle today, this moment, this week this life. Once it’s all in order we can begin.
Everyone makes such extravagant plans for their futures
if we didn’t
we would not have much to look forward to
and consequently
we would not strive for the improbable
I too have made big plans for myself
and although I know it may be unrealistic
the dream is planted deeper everyday
making me feel my optimal reality
may just be possible
I had plans for my life, but I knew I would never achieve them. I set goals for myself just to give myself a false sense of direction, some sort of perception that I have a reason to exist, yet I know that in the end I’m not going to achieve anything because I’m watcher, not a doer. I had plans.
Original plans
Sometimes take a back seat to
Serendipity
Oh the webs woven in the name of the future….planning for things that no foreknowledge could predict. Keeping plans, breaking plans, vacation plans, family planning….that which roils the guts and keeps the questions coming.
The plans didn’t matter anymore. All was being changed or cancelled. The world was being rained upon. the heavens had opened and out of the skies, big fat juicy raindrops fell on all the plans. The plans that now meant summer was at an end.
I had plans. Big plans. Not the pie in the sky, I wanna be famous, kind of plans, but they were big plans nevertheless. I was a simple girl back then, just wanting a family and a home I could be proud of instead of the run down trailer I had grown up in with a drunk father and June Cleaver for a mother. It was sad and scary, really, the way she thought she was perfect and refused to admit that we were not.
Things never go according to the plans you make when you’re sixteen. I thought I was going to simultaneously rock the academic world in the Ivy League while somehow find time to be a rockstar, rivaled only by Courtney Love. Needless to say, I did neither of these things. I attended the Ivy League, but by no means did I rock it. I can’t even play a four-chord song on acoustic guitar. I’ve spent quite a lot of time, actually, trying to figure out an alternate plan. I’ve got one now, at least I think I do. It’s one I feel really positive about, but I can totally see my thirty-two year old self journaling about the great plan I made when I was twenty-four and how it all crashed and burned.
The problem with plans, is that sooner or later they turn into ideas, which turn into expectations, hopes, and dreams. And if something happens, or they don’t turn out just right, it all just shatters, like a vase dropped to the ground, into a million tiny pieces.
making them, observing them, failing, completing, destroying them, fun, annoying, needed, obsolete, generally a hindrance.
We had plans to go away together that summer. We didn’t, and of course, we still haven’t. I don’t know why I miss him so much. I guess it’s cause you never expect the future to sneak up on you with the shock that you aren’t the same person you were, and neither are they. People change so much, but I never expected we would.
I never expected much.
Plans are the soon to be develo;ped ideas that manage and guide us in the construction. Plans are usually unformatted and often off base but they are a way to start.
you have them, you write them, make them, break them, take them with you, mess them up, lose them, use them to get to your goal, they make things more efficient, organised, basic, they help when trying to focus
Plans are made and plans are broken. The plan is not to plan. Can’t plan not to plan right?\
You made so many plans. Talking about them as if we’d see each other again. I appreciate your enthusiasm but not the way you put thoughts in my head. Ideas of us actually being together. To think you’d actually want to be with me.
I have a plan to write this history test tomorrow, and I plan to pass it, do well in fact. The fact is, all world war 2 depended on was a matter of plans going accordingly, or not.
Plans? Sure she had plans. She had lots of plans. Many of which revolved around a different flavor of ice cream. Not the lonely kind of ice cream eating with a pint-sized carton on the couch watching a chick flick. No. She planned to go to every ice cream branch, franchise, parlor, shop, store, department, truck, van, cab, car, headquarters, laboratory, secret lair, everywhere. She’d try every flavor, everywhere.
“Though I’m pretty sure chocolate will always be my favorite,” she giggled to herself.
Fuck plans. things happen. I know that everthing changes and in ahile while you are going to find out that things happen that you can not plan for . so we go very fast and we do things that are unknow you never know what you
plans are for fools! or so she thought. but how does one move through life with purpose and intention without planning? life without a plan, why it’s like… well, it’s like.. a unicorn without a harpsichord.
Oh yes, the obvious. Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. Thank you John Lennon. I haven’t even bothered to make plans and life just keeps happening to me. There’s no rhyme or reason to it. What seems obvious & what I think will happen is dust and even the reality is smoke and mirrors.