Backwards.

I don't understand a lot about what's going on in my life and why. Why can't things just be easy? Why can't things turn out the way I planned? At the end of each year everything from the previous year ends up making a lot more sense to me. I finally see how everything fits together, and I know next year I'll be right in this moment again. Making sense of why such events happened.

Life must be lived forwards, but it can be understood only backwards.