Sometimes when I look back on my life I want to beat myself up for all the stupid decisions I’ve made. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a lot of good things happen, too. However, at some point many of the good things that have happened to me seem to fall apart.
Some situations were far out of my control and there’s nothing I could have done about that. Other times I look back and see that I turned right when I should have turned left or left when I should have turned right… or stopped when I should have went or went when I should have stopped. Yikes!
As we get older I think nearly all of us wish we could travel back in time (preferrably in something cool like a shiny red Ferrari) and redo certain things… well, unfortunately we can’t ever go back, only forward.
The question is, am I smarter than I once was? I like to think I am. Maybe I’m just deceiving myself though and I’m still that same ridiculous clown making stupid decisions?
It’s hard to say, but I do know the only true solution is to keep the clown suit on… maybe that’s a bad anology considering the recent remake of Stephen King’s It with it’s portrayal of an evil demonic clown.
So, said in a better way, we just have to keep swimming. I don’t know about you but I refuse to sink to the bottom of the lake until I absolutely have to.
Past Memos at Midnight: