Entry Four: Can you really plan?

Walking around a familiar place and thinking about life is so bazar. You begin to see all the different balls that it can throw, and has already throw at-cha. The only thing you can do is wonder whats coming next, and thats it. Or if you are like me you try and plan ahead, "what am I going to do out of college, if I do this...", "Where am I going to live, if I go here...", I drive myself crazy.

I don't believe Im the only one though. Many of us go around hustling and bustling, planning our days, weeks, and years. But is that what we were originally meant to do? Maybe I would much rather have the adventure, thrill, and insecurity of an "unseen" life. Like Jack Dawson, one day he's at a English harbor playing cards, the next he's cruising on one of the largest ships ever built - Titanic. Taking each day god gave him like a miracle, and simply living it. On the other hand, going hungry and unable to provide for myself isn't ideal.

But back to my point/question, why do we humans even do this, why cant we just live? Looking at a dog, what do they do, have you ever watched a dog? They simply move about the yard, sniffing. They don't worry about the future, they just live out there lives one day at a time. There existence is so simple, and so unfair. I'm 20 years old and most of my existence, I spend being unsure of things, like a child.

Maybe this is normal, after all I am in college. Its probably just a phase, a annoying one. All my sentences start with is, its, and why. At least this is how its been lately, frustrating.