The thing about plans is they don't take into account the unexpected. So when we're thrown a curve ball, we have to improvise. Of course, some of us are better at it than others. Some of us have to move on to plan B and make the best of it. And sometimes what we want is exactly what we need, but sometimes what we need is a new plan. - Meredith Grey
We talked, again last night. Still nothing new really. We're still getting divorced. He needs to figure out what he wants in life because he has no clue. We had a plan, babies, a house, careers, the whole nine yards. He wants me to move on, to see other people, to be happy. I want to, but it's so hard when I have to see him everyday. I'm constantly reminded of the broken heart in my chest. We make plans, then when those plans come to an abrupt halt, we can't make plans anymore, we can only live day to day. I wish I could win the lotto. I'd move to Seattle, get a studio apartment in the middle of the city, and do nothing. I'd lay in bed all day with Hayley, drink green tea and watch tv. Maybe I'd learn how to play the guitar that's been sitting in my corner for years, maybe I wouldn't. The only thing that's stopping me from moving to Seattle is that I know no one there. I just want to look out a huge window with white curtains at a wet, gray city street. I don't want a plan, but unfortunately, I need one. As of The end of October my divorce will be final and the lease on my apartment will be up. The question is, do I stay in Savannah and attempt to finish my degree, all on my own, or do I move somewhere, no plan, and start fresh.