The one thing I do know is that being human is messy, and that’s beautiful. The simple beauty of you is an art form. Maybe the plan for my life is not having a plan. That’s been a hard truth and a hard pill to swallow, though I’m realizing that my body has a different capacity than I anticipated it having at this stage of my life. It’s also OK to change your mind at any point you don’t always have to be wrestling with this version of you to get things done. Just be gentle with yourself and do what feels good to your body, not to your mind that’s cookie cutter and judgmental.