I'm feeling really sad this morning. I made a bonehead decision that hurt a good friend. I'd feel better if the decision I made was the right one, but that's not the case. I made a dumb decision that was the wrong decision that ended up hurting a friend. It wasn't intentional, wasn't thought through, and made in a moment of desperation brought on by procrastination. While that might make some people feel better about it or excuse it, for me it only makes me feel worse because I want to be a man who is intentional, thoughtful and certainly not desperate.
I feel like the guy who rages at his wife when he's drunk or causes an accident while speeding. The "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this...forgive me" line doesn't quite cover it.
But that's the only thing I knew to say.
Okay, enough transparency! My next post will have to be something totally shallow.