I had a nice catch-up coffee this weekend in Vancouver with a childhood friend I hadn't seen in years. As I listened to the story of his last twenty years, I imagined and appreciated the many moves he's made that are quite different than the one's I've made. Some of been for the best others for the worse.
When we were preteens, I was a mad scientist and built a device that would make lights flash in time with the music. We hooked it up to his stereo, something went wrong, and it blew up. I was too self-absorbed to take ownership over the destruction and he took the financial hit to get it fixed. Not my proudest moment in retrospect.