"Where were you just now?"
"Where were you? You weren't listening."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Keep talking."
"No, what were you thinking about?"
"It's nothing, really. I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention."
"It's fine, I just want to know what's on your mind."
"I was thinking about mistakes."
"I don't know, I just was. I was thinking about if...If we were distant from our mistakes. If we could compartmentalize better and examine our mistakes with a critical eye, would we be likely to make those same mistakes again."
"No, wait. Just...Okay, what if it was like a museum. What if, in your mind, there was a special place you could go and just look at your mistakes without the emotional weight they carry."
"It's a nice thought but you know that's not how it works. Hell, that's not even how museums work."
"I know but what if? What if it was like that. Would things be better? Would we make less mistakes?"
""Because we would make new ones instead. It's not a bad thing, it's just the way things are. We have to make mistakes so we learn. We'd be smarter but we'd still make mistakes."
"But there's not an infinite number of mistakes out there, is there?"
"As long as life keeps going? As long as we keep evolving? Yeah, there probably is."
"It's not a bad thing."
"It's not. Because as long as there's new mistakes to be made, there's new experiences to be had. There's a life to be lived."