If I were to be born again, I’d probably make the same mistakes. Does this speak of the predeterminism of life or about my inability to learn from my own experience?
In order to maintain peace of mind (and a healthy heart), man has to avoid excitement in life (or so the doctors say). If I had to choose between peace of mind and excitement, I wouldn’t deliberate at all.
After a night of heavy drinking, I always get a memory black hole, not being able to remember parts of the previous evening. It’s too bad that the courts don’t accept this excuse.
If I were born in the US, I’d probably go to ivy-league college, I’d be a quarterback on a local football team, marry my high-school sweetheart, get a house, two cars, 2.5 kids, etc. It wouldn’t be such a bad life, after all.
A.P. Chekhov, one of my favorites, has a short story titled “The Man in a Case”. If you haven’t read it so far, please read it immediately. That way you’d understand a bit better the things that I write about here.
Waking up after a night of heavy drinking, I have a feeling that my body is dispersed over a great surface, and my organs are slowly starting to come together and form myself again. I was always disappointed by the end result of that process.
