Trajectories are funny things. One minute you are one path, under the force of circumstances you can control, defining your course, adjusting when needed. The next minute your trajectory has completely changed, altered in a way you never imagined.

So what do you do? Do you assume the new route? Over correct? Hope for the best? Trust that your path will come back to the place you fell off track?

I can’t say I know the answer to this right now.

My trajectory has changed over the last few days.

I am working on turning my frustrations into a new flight plan en route.

Destination unchanged.