Reflection.
So it’s March 2020. I am sitting in my old room. Thinking about the past. So many good memories and so many bad ones. So many people in my life, and yet so many of them came and went. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. As time goes on and people grow up, sometimes paths don't always aline. Sometimes they break off, like a fork in a road. One person chooses one path and one person chooses another. No hard feelings and no beef. But sometimes there is hard feelings and beef, and sometimes it doesn’t get resolved. Sometimes you don't have the chance to say I’m sorry. Sometimes you don't have the chance to work it all out and make things right, even though you wish you could. I’ve come to realize that I made very big mistakes in the past. Mistakes that I possibly may never be able to correct or make up for. Which totally sucks, because I am a different man than I was before. It’s funny how you can see things so clearly from a different perspective only for you to be unable to do anything about it. I wish in that moment I would've had to vision to see that my actions were wrong and in that moment done the proper thing to do in that situation. In reality, it is what it is. I can’t change the past and can only live through the present while still hoping for change in the future. If you’re reading this, I’m sorry. Hit me back. I’m ready for that conversation now.
