The Room In Between - Routine

There is no planning life if it lasts just one day, and that’s what his life really was, he was just too cowardly to admit it, so he borrowed time from the future and put things in it, time that didn’t belong to him yet, and for all he knew, he might not get at all. 

Planning that borrowed time was just as absurd as venturing into a virgin territory with maps of some place else and relying on them for guidance. 

The debt of these variances accrued, and he got more and more lost while dutifully following his useless map and desperately trying to bend reality out of shape to make it match his expectations. 

Reality didn’t take kindly to that.