There is almost nothing in my life that I would like to undo, even if I could. Which is not to say that I have not made mistakes. Just that I don’t know who I would be if I hadn’t made them.
Those few moments which I would undo are captured in high definition video and stored in my subconscious. Some nights my mind takes them off the shelf and feeds them into my dreams, bringing me repeatedly to the same point in time and preventing me from taking any other course of action.
Last night I didn’t sleep well, again.