revisionist_history tender_square there’s the impulse to rewrite the past, to say that i had erred in my judgment, because when things don’t work out it’s evidence i can point to with authority and say “i didn’t do enough to make it work.” but change is a ceaseless. even the earth is in constant motion and our bodies don’t recognize the speed with which hurtle around the sun; even when our circumstances feel secure, gradual shifts are occurring, until eventually, what we had once recognized has transformed into something else. temporality is what makes living meaningful; how can i possibly blame myself or anyone else or situation for changing when that is what we were born to do? 220415 what's it to you? who go blather from