Why does the price of gas always go up right when my tank approaches empty, and drops immediately after I fill up?
Why do I have a hard time asking people to do something for me, but so few people seem to feel the same restraint when asking me to do something for them?
It must be that philosophy class that has me pondering all of these questions. That, and the fact that statistics homework is looming over me like a big, dark cloud. I used to be really good at stats -- 25 years ago. That knowledge was pushed out of my brain-RAM by new knowledge, like how to tell if two ten-year-olds playing upstairs are being just too quiet to be trustworthy.
I often say 'if only I knew then what I know now.' In some cases I really mean it, but in many others I'm so glad I didn't know, because I might have made choices that would have ultimately changed my life for the worst. Isn't it funny how you can tie individual decisions into major impacts they made in your life?