It has been a while since I read this post and others I wrote for The Red Dress Club.
Didn’t go through them all, though I ought to if for no other reason than to clean up some of the coding issues that add some weird characters here and there.
Many of those posts got a ridiculous number of comments and more than a few questions about whether they were based on reality or spilled out of my head.
I don’t think I ever gave someone a straight answer for no reason other than I didn’t want to or so I seem to remember.
Truth is ten years later I can’t remember who I used to be and I can’t forget either.
There were some pretty good moments there and some very rough ones. If I drop myself into it I can pull it back into focus and I am not sure I need to.
I am sure I will get there at some point, but I don’t have it in me to revisit and relitigate what I can’t change.
And the hard truth is at this moment that is what I’ll want to do. I’ll look back and wonder why I did XYZ and not ZYX and there is no benefit in that.
It is done.
So I’ll check it out when I am not inclined to try to figure out why that younger version of me wasn’t as smart as I am now.