You don’t know what life is going to be like. You think you do. But you don’t. One day you wake up and have a moment of clarity and realize…, “wow this is not my life at all: it isn’t at all what I thought, or dreamed, or imagined.” But another day (many circumstances removed) you will have a moment of clarity and realize…, “wow this looks like how I thought my life would be.” Life is funny that way. Irony. The life I knew I would have grew out of the ruin of the life I tried so hard to make work.