You know, it's a blessing-curse having a record of what you were doing at this time last year, at this time two years ago. You want to go back because some things seemed happier then...and at the same time you want to wipe the history from your books, electing instead to pretend it never existed at all. Experience can so effortlessly masquerade as Mistake. As the old saying goes, I wish I knew then what I know now. But, I feel good about where I am now...who I'm with and what I'm doing. Perhaps the pain I've paid has been well spent after all.