"I hate the rain..."

I hate life when, in all of it's mysterious wonder, throws a 'wrench' in all of your pre-disposed ideas and ready-made plans, just for the fun of it. I don't understand how God can make this so ****ing hard, when He himself is the Ultimate, the one who plans all. I don't understand how, if He loves us, He can just stand by and let **** happen to us, just to make our lives miserable. It doesn't make logical sense to me.

"...but here it comes again..."

But, sometimes you have to roll with it. Accept the fact that **** DOES happen, and there is nothing you can do to stop it. That is my version of Chaos Theory. Chaos happens, nothing anyone can do about it, so you have to prepare for the aftermath. It's not the situation that shows who you really are, it's all in how you deal with it. How do you handle a death? How do you accept the consequences of promiscuity or substance abuse? Do you do MORE abuse to yourself because of the situation? Or do you take a step back, and look at it logically.

"I made this happen, and now I must pay the price. I'm not going to have a pity party for myself."

That's how you deal wiht it. As the old cliche' goes, "Roll with the punches."

And that's that.