Every day I wish that I could start life all over again. I think of what I would change and what I would still keep. I have amazing parents even though we may argue all the time, but they are perfect. My family and friends I would definitely keep. I would change some of the people I met and the paths I chose. I would change myself foremost as I believe I am the catalyst of everything in my universe.
I'm guessing your thinking, if I changed myself then I would in turn change my entire existence. Maybe I would not have met the amazing family and friends that I have or not lived the experiences that I cherish? That could be true but sometimes the unknown has it's own mystery.
I think of all the refugees fleeing Syria or the fear of being murdered at any time that the Palestinian's feel daily. My problems are nothing compared to theirs. I wonder if they too, deep into the night, think of switching places with someone else or changing their life in some way....restarting perhaps?
I guess we will never know. Maybe this was all set up for us so we could learn something and change is still possible every single day. Maybe we still have control over changing our lives and the reason I feel this way is because I gave my control to someone else.