My Plan It is universally said that future is a tricky and thoughtful topic regardless of individuals' difference in age, trade or else, but what if the creature called Foreboding escaped out into the world? It might be a little bit easier to handle it. But at the same time, the charm of life fades away. In my eyes, to some extent, making plans for future too early simply doesn't work. If any, just a little. A proverb can best describe this, "Man proposes； God disposes". Do not dwell in the past; do not dream of future; concentrate my mind on the present moment. Being busy, perhaps, is the best medicine to cure my confusion and anxiety for future. If necessary to say, I just want to be a common good person though it is paradoxical that people can be self-delusional.