Author: Fallton Havenstonne

Has there been a time when you’ve forgotten basic information about yourself? Basic information like your phone number, address, birthdate, or email? It’s strange when it happens. It’s as if you don’t know who you are anymore, and that you’ve been living a life that you thought was yours.

I was at the store and when I went to the checkout line, the cashier asked me what my phone number was to pull up my membership . As soon as I tried to enter it on the keypad, I completely forgot it. I stood there for a moment, sifting through numbers in my mind, looking like I was doing mental math for a ten-step equation, but all I could come up with was other people’s phone numbers. It was like my brain had lost my own number, and the only way to retrieve it was to ask someone else who knew it.

Sometimes I think it’s the pressure that comes from having to recall something on the spot. I would’ve been able to type it if I was relaxed and could enter it at my own pace. But under pressure, everything locks up, and my brain is stuck, unable to function properly. I couldn’t remember my number no matter how hard I tried to think of it. Obviously, I know my number by heart, and I’ve written it down countless times on forms and documents. I’ve even told it to people time and time again, saying it without even thinking of it, so I should know it without hesitation.

But for whatever reason at that moment, I failed to recall it. The cashier might as well ask me the latitude and longitude of my address. I would’ve looked as perplexed as when I couldn’t remember my number.

And then moments later, after I had left the store and entered my car, I looked up my number on my phone and felt silly for not knowing it earlier. Why did my brain have a lapse when my number was so obvious to me? Was I aloof? Was I tired? Was my brain unable to make the synaptic connections to retrieve the data because of some misfire or it not working at all?

It could be a number of reasons. But one thing is clear: when we forget something that’s so basic and obvious to us, it’s like being a character in a movie that has forgotten their identity, forgotten where they live at and what their name is, and everyone’s expecting them to be themselves.

It is only after the fact do we realize what the right answer was, the decision we should’ve made. There is a lesson to be learned after the fact. It’s different from someone telling us that we’re wrong, or seeing an X beside a question that we got incorrect on a test or a quiz. It’s the type of learning experience where we have to admit to ourselves that we were wrong, because if we didn’t, we would go about our lives with something that can’t be used or that would cause problems later down the road.

For example, if we build or install something that isn’t leveled, could we live with it knowing that it’s crooked? If something is assembled incorrectly or in the wrong way, how could it be functional or of use to us? In order to fix it, we’d have to start over or find where the mistake was. What we thought was correct was actually incongruent to the outcome we expected–something we could only spot after the fact.

Sometimes we look at our mistakes as something we should’ve already known rather than something that is to be learned after the fact. But we should keep in mind that the right answers to the things we were taught might’ve been learned after the fact by someone else.

Having regrets is something that is a part of life. To have regrets is to acknowledge the fact that our decisions could’ve been better, that some decisions took us down the wrong road or a road that was subpar compared to what we could’ve taken.

I’ve heard some say that they have no regrets because their decisions got them to where they are today. They might even add that if it weren’t for their mistakes, they wouldn’t be the person they are today, since they learned from their mistakes and grown as a person. However, just because someone can learn from their mistakes, it doesn’t mean that they should repeat them or that someone else should make them as well.

Having regrets can seem like someone is stuck in the past, dwelling on past decisions or decisions not taken (opportunities missed). But regrets can be viewed as a sort of timestamp: a marker in our lives that remind us of what we shouldn’t do again–of opportunities we shouldn’t pass up if they were to occur again.

Of course, we shouldn’t dwell on our regrets, nor try to fix them in our minds as if that would change the past. But we do need to come to terms with them so that we can learn from them, and so that we become more prudent with our decisions the next time around.

Some decisions are easy to make, natural even, while others are hard. With the hard ones, there’s always a compromise that has to be made, a give and take. In economic terms, there’s an opportunity cost for every decision. For example, by not eating out, we’re saving money by making food at home. But by eating at home, we’re missing out on the convenience of having a meal cooked for us, and of not having to clean it up afterwards.

Another dilemma arises when we’re always trying to make the right decision. In one sense, the right decision can mean trying to make one that will always yield a positive result–one that will guarantee us being happy. In another sense, it can mean a decision that has more pros than cons–one that seems logically right or that seems right at the moment at least. The problem is that we don’t always know the consequences of that decision further down the road–the chain reaction of events that follow, which can lead to complications or even harder decisions. It’s similar in movies when they describe the consequences of time travel, how one change in the past can lead to a butterfly effect, resulting in unpredictable or even catastrophic outcomes in the future. For example, by fixing something in the past that in hindsight is negative, will that fix the future, or merely change it?

We can struggle with small decisions, like not eating out, or big ones, like whether a particular job or career path is right for us. Accepting one job or another can be based on factors such as wage/salary, the commute to and from work, the workload, our personal fulfillment, etc. We might choose a job that sounds right for us, but in a month or two, things can change, and maybe the way things are run can change as well. Or it might be that even though the wage/salary is high, the hours are long, which can lead to tiredness, stress, etc. Or it might be that the job isn’t what we expected it to be . . .

If we had a crystal ball and could see the future of each decision we could make, could we settle on one decision–one path to take? Isn’t there always one decision that is better than the next? Or would it be a matter of choosing the one that will make our lives easier, the one that will make us the happiest? But when everything gets easier, it takes more to make us happy. And if it takes more to make us happy, then the happiness we thought we had will slowly slip away since we’re never content with what we have.

Every hard decision we make is a step toward trying to make progress, whether that is progress in happiness, achievement, or wealth. But the more progress we make, the higher and more challenging the next the goal has to be. And with that, comes harder decisions that don’t always pan out the way we expect them to. In fact, some decisions might even set us back, and we have to work our way back up from where we slipped down.

Since all of our decisions cannot be perfect (or right one hundred percent of the time), it comes down to accepting the fact that each decision we make has no guarantees, and because we’re human with a finite understanding of the world, we can only make approximations (or educated guesses) to get where we want to be. But sometimes, when our reason seems doubtful, we follow our intuition or instinct (our sixth sense).

In my last post, I wrote about collecting things as a hobby. In this post, I want to dive into the sentimental value that collectibles can have for us. Of course, what is a collectible for one person might not be a collectible for another. It falls into a niche where only the collector values that object, an object that on the face of it, is just an ordinary object to the average person.

For the collector, that object can be valued in two ways: its monetary potential in the market, or its aesthetic/sentimental value. A collectible can have monetary value because of its rarity and because of its history. Based on its current condition, who owned it (or who its owners were), and what function it had, its market value will vary depending on these factors. But collectibles can also have value that transcends its monetary potential, since it is moreover a keepsake.

What do I mean by that? What I mean is that it could be an object that was a gift or an inheritance, passed down from our grandparents or a family member or a friend. It’s an item that we don’t want to part with because if we do, it would be like parting with the memory of that person. The item could also have value to us because it’s something that we return to, such as a favorite book, or a painting or sculpture that we admire. Because if we do give it away or sell it, it’s gone completely, and we won’t be able to get it back.

For some, having collectibles is a business, whether that’s selling the items on eBay or through a pawn shop. But for others, it’s about preserving the memories associated with those objects, of knowing that they’ll be safe with us.

Collecting things as a hobby can be a lifelong pursuit. It can take on a life of its own, and take us down a road where we’re searching everywhere for that one item (or two or three . . .) that belongs in our collection.

Although it might be just a hobby to collect, it can easily become more. Those collectibles can fill up bookshelves, walls, or entire rooms. The time that we invest into collecting can span years–decades even. In the process, we become experts in the field as if we’ve earned a Phd in it, knowing every nuance of the items we collect, and where to get the best deals on them.

This hobby of collecting can range anywhere from video games, cards, stamps, coins, memorabilia, books, artwork, comics, etc. It begins with having an item or two–an object that piques our interests, one that sparks our curiosity. As we collect more, we uncover a world that has a life of its own, including a history with its own origin story, and how those objects evolved into what they are today.

As we dive deeper into this world, collecting things like there’s no tomorrow, filling up our bookshelves until there’s no space left, we start to realize that no matter how much we collect, there’s always more to collect, and in some cases, there’ll be something new that will come out in the future.