All them little tricks...

Naturally - and why should I not admit this - I have recently wondered quite extensively how things might have turned out in the long run, if I didn't uproar my life in such a way. I only speculate this now because in the light of subsequent events, it could well be argued that in making my decision, I was perhaps not entirely aware of the full implications of what I was doing. Indeed, it might even be said that this small decision of mine constituted something of a key turning point; that that decision set things on an inevitable course towards this pit I have found myself in. But then, I suppose, when with the benefit of hindsight one begins to search one's past for such turning points, one is apt to start seeing them everywhere. What would have transpired, one may ask, had my vanity not completely washed over me?