Sometimes I look back at older events and question myself if they were the right thing to do. By “right” I mean “beneficial for me in short- and middle-term”. Sometimes I find unexpected connections between the events that seem unrelated: they actually led to a wonderful event afterwards. Sometimes I find me having made the poorest choice. For example, I DIDN'T HAVE to wear that haircut back then. But I did have it! Why!? You shall find no photos of it, of course. Anyway, I have insomnia again.