Have you ever bought a pair of brand new shoes and cussed when you scuffed them for the very first time?
No matter how many times you try relive or create a moment in your life, the outcome is always the same, you’ve always got that dirty scuff on your shoe.
The real problem with regret is that we miss out on the beauty of our scars; that the scuff on our shoe is a story and not a blemish.
Maybe the actual problem lies in our knowledge of what eventually happens to that “dirty old shoe.” We believe that it will get thrown out and upgraded for a better looking model; and that it will never be worn again.
On the other hand(or foot), perhaps a vintage shoe (a favorite shoe) will walk many miles, traversing wide mountain ranges, wading through deep rivers, and wandering through parched deserts before it ever thinks about giving up on it’s adventure.
Such a shoe is scuffed to the bone, worn out, faded and tired… but it is never thrown out; it remains on the mantelpiece where it is treasured and remembered forever.
2011 – Seven Sentences – Forget Regret