....I don't know, really.

I'm feeling some kind of unsettling emotion, and I have no clue what.

I disappointed somebody, probably a few people, today.

I know one of them is me.

I was hanging out with a group of people today.  Something out of my comfort zone.  Felt brave enough to after sleeping in call for the first time, as well as other things.

I wonder how obvious my discomfort was.

I wonder what they think of me now.

Stupid?

Dim-witted?

Ditzy?

Brainless?

Air-headed?

I mentioned some things that I should've left alone.

The past is the past.

Why can I not understand this?

I always told myself to just let go.

Afterall, it's always the guilt that kills me, not the act itself.

Hindsight is a bitch.