"A man's mistakes are his portals of discovery." - James Joyce
There are days where I can reflect on my actions with Joyce's optimism -- then there are days like today when I feel as though the portal I have unlocked is to my own personal hell.
I messed up today. Actually I messed up nearly a month ago only to feel the effects of that mistake today -- unfortunately, what makes it exponentially worse is that it affected other people as well.
We've all been there. The moment you realize it. The panic, the heart racing, head throbbing, spewing apologies as if all other vocabulary has been drained from your mental reservoir.
How fortunate to be with people who looked at me and said, "We all make mistakes." -- How fortunate that these people are flexible and understanding.
How fortunate.
I suppose, Joyce was right after all. My mistake allowed me to re-discover how lucky I am to work with the people I do.
There are days where I can reflect on my actions with Joyce's optimism -- then there are days like today when I feel as though the portal I have unlocked is to my own personal hell.
I messed up today. Actually I messed up nearly a month ago only to feel the effects of that mistake today -- unfortunately, what makes it exponentially worse is that it affected other people as well.
We've all been there. The moment you realize it. The panic, the heart racing, head throbbing, spewing apologies as if all other vocabulary has been drained from your mental reservoir.
How fortunate to be with people who looked at me and said, "We all make mistakes." -- How fortunate that these people are flexible and understanding.
How fortunate.
I suppose, Joyce was right after all. My mistake allowed me to re-discover how lucky I am to work with the people I do.
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