If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
If wishes were fishes, we’d all cast nets.
No doubt, if I were suddenly thrown back in time into the middle of one of my more cringe-worthy moments, I might strive for a less mortifying outcome.
But that’s one of the beautiful things about this life – there’s no way it can happen. I have been there, and I have done that, and it is over. I have either learned from it or I haven’t. I can re-live it in my mind a bazillion times and it always turns out exactly the way it turns out. If I could change it I would also change the me that I’ve turned out to be. And since I’m freakin’ perfect, why in the world would I want to do that?? Stop rolling your eyes, there’s no point in arguing with me. You may wish you hadn’t.
It should be a given that the older one becomes the less stupid things one does, but the truth is, the mistakes just keep re-inventing themselves. Once a decision is made and acted upon it cannot be unmade. Best to just get over yourself and get on with things, and maybe you’ll make a more intelligent choice the next time around.
If you’re into making wishes, go ahead and make a whole whack of them. Just make sure they’re all for tomorrow. Don’t waste even one of them on yesterday.