The unknown errors of my life

For the last 23 odd years I’ve lived a fairly good life. So good that I’ve managed to carry on pretty well despite making a thousand mistakes. And every time I sit down and think of the past, I remember yet another mistake I made somewhere, sometime. And I feel so silly. In fact, most of the mistakes I’ve made have been of a really silly nature. If I travel back the appropriate ‘distance’, I could so easily correct it! And of late I’ve made it a point to slap myself once everytime I discover some ancient mistake. Hopefully that way I can get rid of some flab from my face!

Whoever said a good life is one where one has no regrets!

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