In three years, I’ll be 37.

Right now I am unmarried, no kids, no car, no house. Currently in a foreign country with no guarantee of staying permanently. In the past 2 years, I have had 4 jobs (and one internship, while I took my masters). I have no roots and everything is changeable.

At this age, I am wise enough to know that nothing in life is certain. You can try and concoct the perfect plan, but external factors can change that in a snap. So you’ve got to have a Plan B. Or C, or D, even to plan Z.

All I know is that whatever happens, I’ll be fine. If it’s meant to be, it will be.