Change.

It's been a while since I have last blogged. But as the night dawns upon us, you come to think. Lying in bed at night is where I think the most. I think about all the regrets I have, things i should have done differently and - at the moment - things I wish I could change. It's strange how things change, how people change... how life changes. It takes seconds to make mistakes, yet it takes a while to correct them. I'm sure, everyone - yes this includes you - has been through that stage in life whereas you have completely fucked it. For days after, you sit wondering whether it will ever actually leave your mind. Whether it will remain to be an everyday thought, or whether it will eventually disappear completely. You see, I may sound naive as i have not fully experienced life yet, I quite obviously haven't yet gone the 3 score years and 10. But if you can't call this your life then what can you call it? Are we just roaming round waiting for something to happen? Or are we actually fucking experiencing life. If you know me, I say  that I have no regrets. I do. Oh, I certainly do. (If Calsberg could make mistakes...). But the thing is, I only say this because I know I cannot change my past. I've experienced a lot. Which I can honestly say, I do not regret. I've learnt from mistakes, made them again (maybe ten times worse) and learnt better. But that is all part of life. If we can't fall down twice and get up three times now then when can we? When we're half way through life, married and parents? There is no time to fuck up there, there is too much responsibility to fuck up big time there. But now, we are young. It's best to look after yourself before you commit to looking after anything else. Fuck it. That is what i'm sayin'.