It's a funny feeling when your life seems to be hurtling forward at unprecedented rates, and you have no control of where it's going. Kind of intimidating.
Strange how it both bothers and does not bother me. It appears that the thing that bothers me is more not knowing than actually the part where I don't have control. But then again, maybe knowing is having control. Or perceived control of what will happen. Then again, our plans rarely come to fruition. There's usually some new and exotic twist that makes life interesting. Worth waiting around for.
So I guess I'll just wait for the surprise.