The Dungeon Prompts challenge this week–for which I’m barely making the deadline since it went up last Thursday– is:
All of our mistakes have made us into the people that we are today, and so this is not meant to be an exercise in regret, but rather a fun look back with the thought, “that was maybe not such a great idea.” Tell us about a past exploit of your younger, less wise self.
The article that you link to this prompt should be a new post written specifically for this assignment.
For the most part I’ve come to believe there are no mistakes, just a journey of many possible paths and twists and turns. In hindsight many odd side-steps and seemingly “wrong” paths have all brought me skills or wisdom or helpful people or insights or growth that are all contributing now to the whole tapestry I’m weaving. No mistakes, just lots of colors and patterns to help me create the work of art that is my life.
In the interest of living up to the “fun” aspect of the challenge, I thought of a few:
- Back in the early 70’s feminists burned bras and my friends and I joined the bra-less trend. What were we thinking?
- Also back in the 70’s, hip-hugger bell bottoms. Seriously. Who thought that up? I don’t mind the bell bottoms so much but that low riding thing… I can’t believe it came back in both outer and under wear. Really. One round of it long ago and I NEVER wanted to revisit. However many pairs I had, it was that many pairs too many.
- Deciding the sauce I was cooking for the main course at a dinner party would be fine simmering on the stove while I ran an errand and coming back to find it reduced to just about nothing so I had to make another.
- Walking on a deck with lots of steps up and steps down while carrying a view-blocking pile of stuff. Oops.