The Musings of a Confused Man

I've always hated making mistakes. In fact, the fact the ability and tendency to make mistakes is one of the few things that drive me batty about the human condition. Fortunately, I've slowly learned to accept that aspect of my own humanity, and I can usually avoid excessive self-flagellation when I goof up.

What still bothers me, however, is when I make a mistake, only to realize it's a mistake I've made in the past (or at least similar enough to one that I should've realized it was a mistake). It's one thing to make a mistake due to lack of experience. It's another thing to make a mistake despite experience. It's even worse when deep down, I know I made the mistake against my better judgement. I let other factors override my judgement, and that's a bitter pill to swallow.

It seems that some lessons need to be repeated. Hopefully, I do better on the next test.