Choosing the Pill (No, not that pill)

My Matrix Analogy: While I CHOSE the hard path (the blue pill) vs. the less hard path (the red pill) - I sometimes wish there was a green pill that would not only send you back in time to a point where you made a terrible decision, but would allow you cognitive insight as to why you made that terrible decision - and like a chalkboard - erase it and start from scratch. If anyone knows of such a pill, enquiring minds want to know. Not one for understanding "adult" metaphors, there is one I keep finding myself thinking about - "Life's a bitch, and then you die." When I was younger and life was all about “me” I used to think “Who on God's green earth would come up with something so crass, so anti-life?” Now I know. It was a single mom, who was constantly under the gun at work, and then must rush to pick up two demanding children under the age of five, force them to eat something of substance as they protest in stereo while taking great joy in seeing their mother run around like a crazy woman to get it all done. Some nights I think - "There's gotta be another way..." It is usually between 3 and 6 a.m. when both girls are draped over me and unconsciously resting their cheek on my face and I feel their little bodies next to me that I realize how every exasperated breath I intake and exhale is worth all that and more. So - good-bye blue pill. Bring on more life - dish out what you can b/c no matter how bad things seem, I've got two beautiful human beings looking to me for love, support and guidance.