I think a lot of my blogs, a lot of my thoughts and memories have been of regret. Because as soon as i do it i wished i had done something else. And because of that i know there is a fine line between not giving a shit about anything and accepting your regrets. The only difference is one is much more easier.
Now i regret reciprocating affections from former friends, and enacting out decisions that would have changed circumstances, and carrying out resolutions that i keep repeating to myself. But there are only a select few that i have carried to this day, as balls and chains, hungry ghosts, demons and whatever else we call our past.
Some i choose not to remember, some i keep with me until the day i die, and some i learn as experience.
This little idea has me in its clutches, and i feel the need to live up to it, to have it as a motto.
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