Happy with a secret

I want to express something on this blog, but I don't know how to articulate it into words. But it all comes down to being torn. What do you do when things don't go as originally planned? What do you do when you were so set on a plan - so set that you didn't even think to consider a plan B? My plan A faltered - as a child, it was the plan I always thought I'd set forth. I am now forced to come up with a plan B. A plan that feels so unsatisfactory. Unsatisfactory for now. They say bitter trials are always blessings in disguise.

Ps. Swedish chocolate always makes everything better. I think I'm addicted.