Regrets
Tuesday, Jul 31, 2007 2:48PM / Standard Entry
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So a friend and I were talking about what's transpired thus far in our lives and whether we'd go back and do anything differently or regret. I thought about it for a while, and aside from lamenting about shit like "well I wish I was born into a megatrillizillionaire's family," or "I wish I'd taken out a trillion dollar loan from the Gambino Family and bought stock in Google a few years ago" there's probably just 2 major things that I'd do differently if Doc Brown loaned me his time-traveling DeLorean. I mean of course there are certain smaller things (relatively speaking) that I'd have done differently (for instance, I wish I'd studied abroad while I was in college), but I didn't really count those things. Things like "well if you'd done those things differently maybe you wouldn't have met the friends you have today" were also brought up and taken into consideration. With all that, I still had 2 things that I can say with conviction that I'd do differently.
That then opened another whole new can of worms in the form of "would you be the same person today if you'd taken those different paths?" Hmmm, I dunno, probably, but it would only be in one facet of my personality. I don't think that it would've changed my core and I think the lessons that I learned as a result of taking those 2 paths would've been learned anyway in some other way/shape/form. (Unless real world is like The Butterfly Effect movie, where one wrong move can land your ass in prison and placed in the unenviable position of having to blow some dude to survive.)
Anyhoo, all of these thoughts came up when I was thinking about the next step to take. I think it's a pretty big one and I surely don't wanna fuck it up and have this conversation with my friend 2 years later and have the answer be "well shit yo, i done did it again and it's now 3 things." We'll see in a few years I guess, I won't know until I travel down that road and see it for what it is, much like what I'm doing now.
The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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