We’re all so bloody miserable.
I’ve said it before, hindsight isn’t a wonderful thing, it’s fucking useless.
Knowing what you should have done after the fact is as helpful as a speedometer on a sloth. Ok, hindsight can stop you from making the same mistake again so perhaps that’s its purpose.
I reckon we like repeating certain mistakes.
Those of us that do, haven’t learned to change our behaviour. And maybe some mistakes aren’t mistakes at all. But regrets, we’v…
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