I don't know why thinking up of the conversation last night suddenly made me remember a piece of advice I've been dispensing, rightly or wrongly, to friends of mine. ' The past is past. Learn from your mistakes, and move on, because we don't have time to keep revisiting the mistakes of the past at the expense of your future.'

And then it suddenly occurred to me that I was doing just what I've been advising people against. Revisiting my past. Too much, in fact. And I don't even know why I am doing so, because I know you won't want to hear of it and hell, it's the past. It's over. 

So here's the deal; if you so happen to be reading this, ( well, I hope you are) I apologise for constantly bringing up the past when it's already clear that as my friend, you don't care. You have every reason to, but you don't. And if you don't, why should I then? I won't mention it again. And by the past, I mean the problems and the unhappiness. 

Yeah, time to stop trying to squeeze any more learning lessons out of the past. Oh and one more note to self- stop comparing. It's not fair to others, and it's not fair to yourself either. It's perfectly achievable.