Damn, don’t you just hate it when retrospectively you wish you had done something differently and although now it seems to your mind almost painful that you took that course of action and you ask yourself?
“What on earth possessed you?”
But at the time as hard as it was it seemed like the only thing you could do. There in lies the beauty of learning from your mistakes I guess.
Although how you judge something as being a universal mistake I am not sure. Just because a particular method didn’t work in a particular situation doesn’t not mean that the actual approach is wrong maybe just that it was wrong for that particular situation.
Which then complicates the “beauty” of learning from your mistakes? Or maybe am just desperately trying to stave of a wave of cynicism that is upon me like a black cloud bringing immanent mancunian rain.
Monday, September 04, 2006
Posted by NM at Monday, September 04, 2006