Round and a round and around it goes where it stops nobody knows.
There have been many times in my life that I ended up right where I started, or it seemed so. Repeating patterns. Lessons that I have do several times until I get it right or know that it no longer matters and maybe never did, but I had to figure that out...School of Hard Knocks I think it is what it is called.
As I have matured I don't take it all so seriously and know that if I have a do-over, so be it - it all works out in the end.
Today I am grateful for the whole school room of Life, even those lessons I had to repeat time and again.
So instead of asking "how did I get here again?" I will say "okay here I am again, there must be something I need to learn, so pay attention" then I can move on.
"not all who wander are lost"