There are days when I think of how I behaved a second ago, and wonder why in the world I actually will do that.

I think as a person, one of the few consistencies I find in my character is my uptightness – is there such a word? – when I meet new people. Tension that leads to uncomfortable postures that leads me to behave totally differently. That awkwardness that sticks after I said or write something – the kind of ouch-why-did-I-say-that feeling.

Someone once told me never to live life with regrets. I guess I have too many.