Plan B, C, D edited

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Hoy saque las fotos de dejabo mi cama:
They had been stuck under there for a month. Taking my time, I took my fingers, carefully removing the dust that had gathered on top of the glass. Brushing over every corner, each face, making them clean again. I don't know why I bothered, but it seems to help, as I slide them back under the bed, where they are doomed to stay. Doomed is dramatic, but whatever. It had been a month since I stuck them under there and I didn't know what to do with them. Nothing had really changed, the calls kept coming, and I kept answering them. We continued writing letters to each other, letters so full of love it felt like anything was possible again.
So Megan what is your plan? 
I'm not a planner. But I tried.
I had a plan; one that was Megan-proof, fool-proof, I had that answer to the question that everyone would ask me. I was falling back into that love, getting a job to pay my way back to how things used to be. I would move back to Chile, study fashion in the place that inspired me in the first place. We would grow to be a mature couple, one who would visit each others families on holidays like Christmas. But even the best laid plans go awry, or something like that, and I still don't know what to do with my picture frames that gather dust under my bed.
La Velocidad de la Luz:
I am currently in the library listening to the Bunkers, trying to understand what happens now. What is my plan a, b, c? And why do I even have to have one? Just because they told me I had to? My cousin asked me to go back to the time when I was 18 in my mind, with nothing holding me back, no problems no loves no nothing, what would I change? What could I have planned? Taking a moment I thought back to that time, thought back to all the decisions I have made that took me to where I was. Thought back to hopping on that plane, taking a chance for a change. All the people I have met, the love I have felt, the way I followed how I felt, no plan in hand. And I wouldn't change a thing. So I guess my only plan is to stop trying to plan my life out, stop trying to please everyone around me. And to live according to plan.

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