I don’t quite like plans. I never had much use for them.

I had none when teachers asked me back at high school what I wanted to major in, or what college I’d be attending. Everybody knew. Everybody had been preparing for years now. I had no clue. I decided it about ten days before college season and that was it. There was a girl involved as well.

I had no plans when my friends started working while studying. Everybody did. You were supposed to get a job at a bank, or something similar. Start as a bank teller, or serve coffee, and go on from there. I had no clue. I just kept selling web designs.

I didn’t have them when my then girlfriend asked me when I was gonna start doing more serious work. All my friends had started doing things, getting real work titles and turning into analysts or proper engineers. I remained without a clue. I convinced some friends to register ourselves as a business and started charging more for what I was doing.

And finally, I have no plans now, when I’m about to start a new phase, move to another place for some months and lead a new business. But I know whatever I ended up doing, it will be ok.

Because I have goals.

I wanted to build things with technology. So studying what I did made sense.

I wanted to be really good at what I did. Distracting me with other fields would have kept me from researching, and training, and learning. So I just kept doing what I loved, and became good at it.

I wanted to earn my money on my own terms. Following my own ideas, at my own pace, and however I like it. To wear what I wanted and have the freedom to start up a console and play some video game, or simply, to work on projects that interested me, and kept me learning. Having my own business and being my own boss, was the logical step for me.

I have no idea what’s gonna be next, but plans (for me) would tied me down to some idea I had when I was 15. Or 20. Or 25. They would force me to stop considering all other alternatives, and do whatever you’re supposed to do, because others were doing it.

Goals gave me freedom to try and fail. To learn. To keep doing things I liked, and never stop. To have fun while at it.

So don’t plan that much. Keep your options open. You have absolutely no idea what’s in the future, so just do your thing, whatever it is, whatever you like. It usually turns up fine. And if not, well, at least you didn’t plan on that.