It just reminds us of the cost, of everything we've lost...
hmm.. It's 2:30 in the morning. I'm sitting here drinking a couple beer by my lonesome, feeling somewhat retrospective. Decided to delve into the past since I was bored. That in itself isn't so bad, I try to do so every so often just to remind myself of what an idiot I can be at times...sometimes for very extended periods. I'm actually feeling guilty for being such an insensitive prick on a few occasions, but so much time has passed now that I guess it's best to leave sleeping dogs lie as it were. No sense fucking up the future with shit from the past. Just rest assured that I have my regrets. On that note, it's time to crack open another beer. Hindsight is always 20/20 I guess, and sometimes it feels like I'm battling with an unfamiliar shadow in my rearview mirror. blahness. Karma can be a very determined loan shark at times. I need to shut the hell up and go to bed, I think.