Today, while sitting in the porch, enjoying the soothing cool breeze prefixing the monsoon showers, I figured out the response to a nonprophetic interrogation by my inner conscience regarding the cause of mistakes that I make in life and the response was the type of thinking that I accommodate, stagnant or progressive. The contrast between the two lies in the level of comfort that they serve us with. Stagnant thinking is easier, keep nagging about your previous mistakes and never grow, never march forward while the progressive thinking challenges us to bypass our mistakes from our success, to write an obituary for them. The decision is wholly ours
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