If any of you have read my novel (on sale for 99 cents at Amazon if you buy now!), you'll remember the story of Mitchell.
Yeah, this is a spoiler alert. Feel free to skip
Mitchell travels back in time to fix his life. He becomes rich on the stock market, dates all the women he loved from afar, and eventually realizes he wants his old family back. It's too late, though. He's changed his life too much, and his daughter is never born.
The point of Mitchell's story is that regret is a trap. If you changed anything about your past, no matter how horrible, you'd be a different person today. You might as well kill yourself and let another person take over your life.
I remind myself of this aphorism at least once a month, because I'm a heavily regretful person. There are things I can't change, shouldn't change, but it still makes me wistful sometimes.
Hence my 2015 birthday plans. If you're just joining this blog, I've been trying to do something new and wild every year as a way of staving off my inevitable slide into dementia. I've gone on a quest, I've jumped out of an airplane, I've fired guns, I've swum naked with a dozen nubile virgins...
|Wait, that didn't happen? Man dementia kicks in fast.|
Anyway, this year I've decided to deal with some of my long-standing regrets. I'm going to accomplish all the things I never accomplished, learn to do all those things I never learned.
Dream the impossible dream...
Over the next few weeks I'll be reporting (sporadically) on my progress or lack thereof. Some might go easily and others... Well, it's not always easy to set these things up.
Speaking of which, if any of you know where I can get a dozen nubile young virgins, please drop me a line.