Experience overwhelms us or starves us, the contented medium being either merely passed through as a station in the swing of events, or at worse times, simply bypassed altogether as we go from pole to pole.
Can you tell I’m of a fatigued & tired disposition today?
If one reviews the past, one can always think of “how it might have been”, but that is of little use aside from passing warnings on to your children. Psychologically, it’s an eddy of grief and anger that you can be locked into forever. So phooey on it, to coin a phrase. I can (a) set forth my errors, but (b) I must also acknowledge the good things, that I am not in chains, that my family are not in chains, that I have a decent family to begin with. The negatives are endless; the positives few – so we need to keep their value high in our estimation. To brood on the dispreferred Indifferentia of life is, again, to circle forever in an eddy of grief and anger.
We are saddled with debt and employment – Adam’s Curse – and although the debt might have been avoidable, not all of it was, and it is – in any event – a legacy of the irremediable past. On to the future, sore and saddled.