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I'm feeling glum today. It's a combination of being back at work after a fantastic weekend + beating myself up about things I can't do anything about because I can't travel through time and be as smart as I am now back when I was stupid. In addition to being impossible, it would be paradoxical, because I wouldn't be this smart now without the disasters I've survived, and without having decided not to force myself to survive any more of them.
I think what I struggle with is taking responsibility for my actions without becoming paralyzed by guilt and remorse. *And* with not over-defining what I'm responsible for -- that's where my hubris comes in, and I agonize over things that aren't really/totally/exactly my fault.
I think what I struggle with is taking responsibility for my actions without becoming paralyzed by guilt and remorse. *And* with not over-defining what I'm responsible for -- that's where my hubris comes in, and I agonize over things that aren't really/totally/exactly my fault.