I was sitting at a small, round table in a cheery little café, chatting with my mother and sister, when out of the corner of my eye I noticed an older lady with bleached blond hair and sunglasses trip as she was walking to the front counter to order. She caught herself immediately and all was well, however, instead of walking on, she removed her sunglasses and turned to look back to see what it was she had tripped on. As I thought about it, I realized that it's something that many of us, unconsciously, do. But why? Why do we feel the need to look back? Are we worried that we hurt something other than our own pride? Or have we been so trained to review our mistakes to prevent us from repeating them in the future that it has become a habit in daily life?
And so ends the weekend of three observations, with something that I too stumbled upon and looked back on.
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