(whoa accidentally stumbled on this title w/o realizing it)

So I hate old me, everything about my old weaker, less intelligent, just generally even more pessimistic depressed self.

I wonder when loathing of a past self becomes nostalgia/missing a past self?

or maybe nothing really changes at all and we just want to feel we've gotten farther then were were yesterday.

and I definitely have also missed past selves but also loathed him for not making better decisions.

OR were they correct decisions but I just can't see the reasoning anymore.

everything in transit. blehg. jan 1, '10

jan 2 edit
absence makes the heart grow fonder? or reunion makes the heart grow fonder?