Guilt over Regret

I do my best to live my life free from guilt, for I do not wear it well.  Lying is something I do not do, and have pretty much found that I cannot do.  Regret will follow me in my mind, heavy and persistent, if I do in the off chance make a mistake of poor judgement.  Guilt over regret, I don't easily forget.  I can and will apologize to the end of the Earth and back, to try and lessen the burden.  Usually my regrets are minor, but they feel like an anvil welded to my conscious.  

Cliche

When I hear people call something 'cliche,' I think that they are a little 'cliche.'

Mimicry

I often have to catch myself and manage my mannerisms and speech to sound more like Randy than those I spend time with.  For I am prone to mimic.  It is a habit I've always had.  I will adopt gestures and phrases easily and accurately.

I don't feel this is a sour habit by any means, imitiation is the most sincere form of flattery after all.  It is just that I believe it is best to be original when at all possible.

Tenth of a Decade

Finally, after just shy of one year, I have removed the 'just married' paint from my car.

Mostly.

Patterns Blended

Since I've moved back to Helena, I notice patterns of my childhood blended into my adult life.  Something as simple as an old warped Hot-wheels race track in the garage brings back memories from my youth, memories I tuck away to make room for my new weed-eater.