Sometimes I lie on my bed and look at the ceiling and wonder about all the mistakes I had made and all the opportunities I had missed and what would have happened if I went back and fixed all those errors and grabbed all those opportunities.
Then I think about how if I fix one thing in the past, the rest of my life since then would have invariably changed for better or for worse. I may not have all the answers but I know that regret is with which each and everyone of us must deal and come to peace.
No matter how cliche it sounds, I’m very happy with the world is at this moment in time in my life. However, if I had the power to time travel, I would take that chance immediately. Otherwise, I would simply have an additional item in my list of regrets.
But I look at the past and then at myself, and I realize the past is what it is. It’s permanent, unable to be altered. Like Pompeii’s residents, I look behind me to see that what has passed is set literally in stone, and I myself will eventually follow.
What’s more, I realize that dwelling on the past can only lead to an ever-perpetuation of regret. I need to ensure that I no longer have mistakes to plague my mind or missed chances to keep me up at night.
What has passed is irreversible, but the future and present is liquid and malleable. I will seek a path of light and darkness and throw away the inhibitions and indecision which gave cause for this article in the first place.
I will succeed and I will work hard.
Let us be our own gods for our fate is in our own hands.