Down the rabbit hole I go...

I've kept a journal my entire life. I'm more diligent at writing at times more than others. Occasionally I like to go a reread what I've written. Sometimes it helps me put things into perspective, see how far I've come, what mistakes am I still repeating or to just laugh at my own ridiculousness.

Yet, sometimes it makes me think of events and questions that are best left in the past for one reason or another. Tonight I went down the rabbit hole of my own memories and I'm not so sure that was the best idea. I think I've learned from my past and I hope that I won't make that same mistake again but I won't really know for some time. It's a thought/character flaw that I'm not faced with too often but it has now taken hold of my mind and won't let go...