So it dawned on me: sitting here smelling like a turtle tank and pissing in a tube, after 12 hours of surgery, 4 pounds of guts, some metal bits and 42 inches of scars later; perhaps I've made some life choices that led me down this odd path. It might be the pain meds talking, but does anyone else feel that if they made one choice differently, their entire outlook on life would have changed? — asked by yenski
There’s millions of choices that one could have made that could have made a drastically different outcome in life, but I’m generally pretty happy with the weird and twisted path my life has taken up to this point. It makes me me.