You realize, of course, that life has its own plans. It’s fine to go forward, draw up complex schemes, watch your dreams play out as if each scene is real. Just be willing to drop it all when truth comes calling. Let every grain of sand fall from your cupped hands and see the unkempt pile on the ground equally as valuable as that castle you were building. Allow tide to scour all of it away, every trace, and replace it with the sea’s own beauty.