The past is a funny thing. You have no control over it in the present, and yet I find that it usually affects the future. Why? Why do I always dwell on the past--both good and bad--and why do I let it control my life so much? Sometimes I wish I could start over; wipe the slate clean. I'd really rather not remember my mistakes, and in the end no one really cares that much about your past successes. Yeah, I know what you're all thinking. We can always learn from the past and if we do forget about our mistakes, we're destined to repeat them. I just wish I could figure out how to remember and move on at the same time.