When my plans fell through I decided I would try to accept it was for the best. When my plans fell through, I decided there must be a reason. When my plans fell through, I figured maybe there would be some horrible storm that weekend that would ravage that beach and I and my friends were now safe from that. When my plans fell through I was bitter and angry and swore that I would remain so unless something drastically bad happened that somehow showed me a benefit to my plans falling through.
My plans were made for this weekend.
My uncle died today.
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