What does it take to erase mistakes and past indiscretions? 

I’ve come to terms with the fact we all make them. We all do, and maybe that’s what all of humanity has in common.

I just wish we didn’t make them. But then what would we learn? Could we learn without them?

I suppose not.

I’m glorifying utopian ideals - so sweet and hopeful in their measure but god, so lost and useless in this world.

I’m going to start flipping a coin when I’m making a decision - Maybe that’d be more efficient and less painful than making the wrong decisions myself.  

Orrrrr.

Maybe all of the decisions I keep thinking are wrong, are in reality right and meant to drive me toward a higher purpose and a better understanding of what it is to be here on this earth.

Nah.