Agent & Lich
Do you ever wonder if a perfect plan can survive the shifting tides of fate?
Plans are candles, fate is wind, the candle burns through the gusts.
Plans are candles, wind is fate, so keep the wick trimmed and the flame steady.
I trim my plans like a wick, yet even the most steady flame can be snuffed by a sudden gust.
It’s a reminder that preparation is only one side of the coin; timing and a little flexibility keep the flame alive.
True, but I find that the wind often carries my own scent, and the wick never burns the same way twice.