Day 17: For a better plan

For the past two days I have been sleeping early and waking up at wee hours like this in the morning. Though there is no benefit of doing this, it has become the norm for now and I am trying my best to re-normalize as we often do from time to time. Writing at these times are easier for some reason, music sounds better, the little things makes more sense and even the smallest of things keeps resonating loud.  For tonight I decided on a topic I find a little misplaces among the writings, it's about being unplanned and how it is one of the best thing there is when there is a lot to take in. It probably sounds counter intuitive but in someways it still makes sense from time to time.

For a better plan
I would tell myself for a long time,
   To be unplanned about life, to be impulsive before we have to pretend,
About the little things, and big things and the things you already planned for,
    But the little things we knew we gave up, the ones that wouldn't end.

We connect the dots, we draw sketches and we redraw,
     And even in our own simplicity we find faults among the flaw,
We pretend the little things are often there,
     And so we plan for "not planning" and pretend we never cared

We wrote to each other from time to time,
   Tell each other tales that are close, but couldn't keep the truth from the lies
For a better plan we often wait, we chose to look the other way,
    For everything that would come in a flash,  and then there were those that wouldn't stay

We plan to fail and fail to plan,
             And yet we work in ways I fail to understand
We cheer for reasons that are both right and wrong,
          Because we often fail to cheer for the ones that matter most, among the ones we belong