so many occurances in my life i've wished i've dealt with differently.

the insane repressed feelings of foolishness leaks into my mind whenever i think about these occurances.

my memory can be easily divided into two distinct emotions: Nostalgia and Regret.

Nostalgia for all the fun times i experienced. Regret for all the mistakes i've brought about.

the Nostalgia is uncomplex: simple, pure and wholesome.

the Regret is otherwise: complicated, tainted and fragmented.

but there's not only purely Nostalgia or Regret, there are occurances where both emotions come into play. things i've missed yet felt bad for.

hmm. i really feel like a doomsayer of my own life.

toodles.