Ps… it occurs to me my plan for my future is a good one and one I never saw coming a few scant years ago. Teaching… lesson plans… some tshirts for pocket money… books. Destiny is funny stuff, you know. You can’t trust it. Often you can’t even see it. Just when you know you have it cornered, it turns out to be something else—coincidence, maybe, or providence. You bar the door against it, and it’s standing behind you. Then just when you think you have it nailed down, the bloody thing walks away with the hammer.