Revisiting..

Sometimes I just want to pick each part of my life apart, and re-examine the old wounds and glory that came with it. Revisiting previous parts of my life, recognizing what failed and what worked, and maybe fix what is broken. When I end up doing this, I get greatly depressed. Not because of the number of failures I have encountered in life, but the fact that I repeat history every couple of years. It occurs in a pattern, even though the exact events that occur are not necessarily the same, the outcome is strikingly similar - I get totally depressed and it simply adds to the cynicism I already possess for the world.