Today, I found myself regaling Stories from the past. I noticed, when I was in full flow, that I had told the same stories to different people at various times over the years. I got to thinking and came to the conclusion that I live my life with a constant gaze back over my shoulder. I look at what has gone and don't concentrate nearly as much on what might be in the future.
I know I partly fixate on the past because of the tragic events with my Family. Past times were happier than current and my family isn't the same any more. My old job was also much easier than my current one and I had an entire social life built around work for many years. Part of looking back is also in the certainty of it. Past events are set in stone and there's a comfort in reliving them. I can also choose to relive the happier times and let the bad times be forgotten.
The problem with keeping an eye on the past is that a lot of focus and energy are wasted, energy that could be best applied to ensuring the future delivers what I want. Life is a short journey and you can't navigate it well if you're always looking in the rear view Mirror.
My dad had a car like this once, with the mirrors half-way down the bonnet. It was a bloody stupid idea to put them there.