I have moments where I ponder what my existence would have been like if I were born in a different country, time period, or different circumstances…but I never take much of it seriously, as it usually concludes in me fantasizing about setting churches on fire and eventually being damned by God to walk the night for all eternity.
What the hell.
As for things that could have been done or avoided in a plausible fashion, as in, my actual life, well sure I think about that too, but not too much. What’s done is done, and hopefully I learned something, but either way reflecting is fine, but obsession can’t be healthy. Besides, as I can’t go back in time to test different choices and therefore confirm what would have been better, then it’s no use trying to bend the inevitable, or inevitably has been, into superficial psychic mind pillows.
Weeeee pillows, soft!
As for the rest, let’s just hope that if I’m not smart enough to figure that intensive training is the logical choice before entering the 10th Mortal Kombat tournament, then I’m at least strong enough to survive a wailing by some 2000 year old dude with four arms amirite?