Coming of age in a dry place

A trip down memory lane yesterday threw up some interesting observations. The human mind is such an amazing place, twisting and turning things around so that you can survive, go on. Memories are sweetened with the passage of time to dim the pain of loss. Lessons learnt are kept intact, filed away for future use. Till one day, the switch is thrown and then you realize that your head has been a real good friend, trying to keep you from harm, protecting you from hurt till the time you can see things for what they really are. And then you try not to feel so stupid about how you could have made such dumb mistakes. But the only resolution to the past is to accept the mistake and remind yourself that to err is human.