I wonder why we make mistakes and why we even make them when we know they are stupid, even in bloody foresight. What drives us to commit to a moment and push past and future to the sidelines despite their heavy objections? Because living in the moment is thrilling, it makes you alive right here and right now and whatever door of doom you just opened at least you walked into it intentionally. Fate is such a common company and why should she always get to choose? It is your life, make it count and have it on your terms. Even if that means waking up with a hangover of doubts!